Do you have to be so hard to get

Especially with those emerald eyes

You might have been a neon lover

But you didn't have to advertise



Well come on, well come on

You might have been a crackshot shooter

Hung up on your figurine

Under the cold and darkly sky

You're the only light I've seen



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Well come on, well come on

And it happens everytime

I'm still hanging on the line

Don't want to go up and down



You don't have to be so touch

I'll tell you when I've had enough

You don't have to reek with charm

You won't have to twist my arm

Well come on, well come on



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