Everytime I try to talk to you, I get tongue-tied, It turns out that everything I say to you, Comes out wrong and never comes out right.
Heads we will, Tails we'll try again, So I'll say why don't you and I, Get together and fly to the moon and straight on to heaven, Cause without you they're never gonna let me in.
Slowly I begin to realize, This
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