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It's not that I don't trust you
But I know what you've been up to
And this dial tone is agreeing
With everything I've had in mind.
And you've got your high as the
Kite tricks in the bag.

So as his eyes move down past your shoulders
And the shades start moving in the same direction
Don't worry, I won't say a thing.
You can't blame a girl for sticking to what she knows.
(For sticking to what she knows.)

Hope he takes his time and
I
Hope he keeps your eyes closed tight and
Hope that when he leaves
You
Still smell him on your sheets
'Cause I can, I can.

Hope he takes his time and
I
Hope he keeps your eyes closed tight and
Hope that when he leaves
You
Still smell him on your sheets
'Cause I can, I can.

If I could get to sleep then
I guess you could stop pretending.
'Cause if I didn't think you loved it
Well then I wouldn't play along and
You've got your high as the
Kite tricks in the bag.(Kite tricks in the bag.)
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Hope he takes his time and
I
Hope he keeps your eyes closed tight and
Hope that when he leaves
You
Still smell him on your sheets
'Cause I can, I can.

Hope he takes his time and
I
Hope he keeps your eyes closed tight and
Hope that when he leaves
You
Still smell him on your sheets
'Cause I can, I can.

You're down for selling me out
While I played dumb,
It's cool 'cause I let you,
Thought I'd never catch you,
You'd say:
"We're only friends."
Yeah, real good friends, I bet, I bet.(3x)

Forget your legs around my hips.
Forget your hands pressed on my back.
Forget the letters that I kept.
This is another I won't send.

Forget your lips, your eyes, your thighs.
Forget our one last kiss goodnight.
Forget me staking out your house.
This time I've got you figured out.

Forget your legs around my hips.
Forget your hands pressed on my back.
Forget the letters that I kept.
This is another I won't send.

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