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I wish I hadn't taken off all my clothes
Now I need them, where did they go
Paris, please, lock up your daughters
It's a [?], it's giving me orders

I can't believe those things we did
Especially now I'm sober... Ish
Paris, please, lock up your daughters
It's a [?], it's giving me orders

I'm trying to leave without waking you
But I can't leave without my socks
Paris, please, lock up your daughters
It's a [?], it's giving me orders

You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
But those are just records our parents owned
I can't believe those things I said
I blame it on a rush of love to the head

You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
But those are just records our parents owned
I pulled you down onto my bed
I blame it on a massive rush of love to the head

Last night this was a great idea
But now we're both stuck here
Paris, please, lock up your daughters
It's a [?], it's giving me orders

Under the covers, both naked
I hate to see an opportunity wasted
Paris, please, lock up your daughters
It's a [?], it's giving me orders

"Should we be doing this?
You've got a girlfriend"
"I don't know so let's try again"
Paris, please, lock up your daughters
It's a [?], it's giving me orders

You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
But those are just records our parents owned
I can't believe those things I said
I blame it on a rush of love to the head

You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
But those are just records our parents owned
I pulled you down onto my bed
I blame it on a massive rush of love to the head

You were seen kissing
There's a scene missing
There's a scene missing
We were seen kissing
There's a scene missing
We were seen kissing
There's a scene missing
We were seen kissing

You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
But those are just records our parents owned
I can't believe those things I said
I blame it on a rush of love to the head

You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
But those are just records that our parents owned
I pulled you down onto my bed
I blame it on a massive rush of love to the head

You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
But those are just records that our parents owned
I can't believe those things I said
I blame it on a rush of love to the head

You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
But those are just records that our parents owned
I pulled you down onto my bed
I blame it on a massive rush of love to the head

You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
But those are just records that our parents owned
I can't believe those things I said
I blame it on a rush of love to the head

I should be guilt-ridden
I'm just wondering where my clothes are hidden



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