I want a talk show Guess that will have to do: Up all night BBIM’ing you Out of Tylenol, head still aches, Got enough strength to flip a pancake Got the luggage packed, waiting by the front Quarter after five, it's already won And I'll say it one last time: Walking out the door 4:59!
5:15, not a minute more, ready for the knock on my door 5:15, not a minute more, ready for the waves on my shore And if by 5:16 you're not with me, you can catch me in the next city, Never knew you meant that much to me... ...until 5:15...
I think I’ve gone numb, sick of puppy love Wanna break out, think I've had enough The walls are caving in snd my thick skin Is feeling kinda thin You find your way back in
Never thought to me, when we came to june I would feel this way about you But I'll say it one last time: I'm walking out the door 4:59!
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5:15, not a minute more, ready for the knock on my door 5:15, not a minute more, ready for the waves on my shore And if by 5:16 you're not with me, you can catch me in the next city, Never knew you meant that much to me... ...until 5:15...
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At 5:15… Ready for the knock on my door
5:15, not a minute more, ready for the knock on my door 5:15, not a minute more, ready for the waves on my shore And if by 5:16 you're not with me, you can catch me in the next city, Never knew you meant that much to me... ...until 5:15...
Five, ooooh Oh, hey... I won't wait for you… Hey… hee-ey…
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