| Well don’t you stop wasting time, come back down the line
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| I’m right where you left me before
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| I can’t say I’ve been behaved
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| You’d not believe me anyways
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| There’s been other women, of course
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| So hold me to this one
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| I won’t make the same mistakes anymore
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| Come on now darlin', please darken my door
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| With me is where you belong
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| So bring yourself back home
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| We’ll tear this town down to the ground
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| White water tavern nights
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| Old songs and cheap red wine
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| There’s no finer mess to be found
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| I’ll hold you to this one
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| I still hear your footsteps crossing the floor
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| Come on now darlin', please darken my door
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| Your bare feet on hardwood, that barely make a sound
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| From the kitchen to the bedroom, with all the lights down
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| A glass of water, some whiskey, the smoke in your hair
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| All I taste is the perfume you wear
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| Oh, that perfume you wear
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| I don’t expect that you will stay, gone are the good old days
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| Damn weren’t we sure something else?
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| I’ve caused enough trouble here, so girl get it in high gear
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| And come save me from myself
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| We’ll hold to this one
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| I still taste that god awful perfume you wore
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| Now we’ll hold to this one
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| I won’t make the same mistakes anymore
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| Come on now darlin', please darken my door
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| Alright, come on now darlin'
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| Come on now darlin'
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| Come on now darlin', please darken my door |