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I didn't like the color orange
As it criss-crossed my floor
At midnight
Now it takes on a new shape
As my face goes night-day
In the headlights

I walk in time
In crooked lines
You flip the script
But I'm not off book yet
I guess that's what I get

It's movie night
The lights are too good to be true
And I just might
Break my camera finding you
It's movie night
The lights are too good to be true
And I just might

There's a hole in the ceiling
And you point down at me
Every time I go feeling
You get ahold of me
I threw my mirror out the window
To make your portrait on the street
You didn't like it too much
But you said that I was sweet
I am sweet

It's movie night
The lights are too good to be true
And I just might
Break my camera finding you
It's movie night
The lights are too good to be true
And I just might

Didn't like
Didn't like
Didn't like the color orange
Didn't like
Didn't like
Didn't like the color orange
Didn't like
Didn't like
Didn't like the color orange
Didn't like
Didn't like
Didn't like the color orange

It's movie night
The lights are too good to be true
And I just might
Break my camera finding you
It's movie night
The lights are too good to be true
And I just might
Break my camera finding you

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