Lyrics:

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Made a phone call
The things I saw
Why don't you come over I
Need a lover now

I'm getting on my
Feet again
But then
You just sit around and smoke
Well come on honey I
Really need you
Isn't it funny how I
Know you need me too
I'm getting tired
Why don't you pick up the phone

[Chorus] (Note: The first time, 'I felt a sudden fright' doesn't sound
Correct, but the second time the chorus comes around, it is clear)
Under a streetlight
I felt a sudden fright
I guess I can't fight
Something that's not right
Maybe I should shout
How can an offer like ùine be denied
(NOTE: I think that insetead of being 'How come I never like my beat
To my art' it is 'How can an offer like mine be denied')

Come on honey I
Really needed you
Isn't it funny how I
Know you need me too
You're really lucky I'm
Slightly into you

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