To the waitress on roller skates: I love the color of it all.
I'm gonna love you 'til it kills me, love you 'til I'm outta my head. How's that's for devotion, baby? Nobody still believes in "'til death".
Give me all your lovin. I never wanted you to cry again. If we fight til the dawn, tell me what's wrong. I never wanted you to feel alone. I never
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