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Lyrics:
Bus ride Then I'm cross-town I take my seat And watch the streets go by Traffic lights Then a left hand turn I'm almost to the street where you live on
Can I take you home... to my house Can I take you home... to my house
Next block That is my stop I close my eyes visualize the day Three steps Two knocks on your door The doorknob turns My stomach burns to say
Can I take you home... to my house Can I take you home... to my house
There's no wall There's no ceiling shadow I can finally show you Without a chair without a door or window To climb through
Can I take you home... to my house Can I take you home... to my house Can I take you home... to my house Can I take you home Can I take you home Can I take you home... to my house
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