A Slow Development about Leaving and Not Wanting To
Seat back Are you ready to go? You are down below I sent all my baggage To Las Vegas And I am headed to Mexico Don't let me leave again Move once Don't move at all Let me take your picture, develop my love again I'm torn You're worn out From trying to put me together Don't let me leave again Step Back Don't make that call Say I'm not ready, you don't know me at all I thought You bought But now you're selling for ransom |
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