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Metric - Collect Call (текст песни)

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Collect Call

If the fire′s out baby
How you gonna keep me warm
Supposing you let me
With the door wide open no one can leave

I know it′s a lie I want it to be true
The rest of the ride is riding on you
Over goodbyes we′ll buy some place for

Wishing you could
Keep me closer
I′m a lazy dancer
When you move I move with you

Wishing you could
Keep me closer
I′m a lazy dancer
When you move I move with you

If somebody′s got soul
If somebody′s got soul
If somebody′s got soul
You′ve got to make them move
Make them move

I know it′s a lie I want it to be true
The rest of the ride is riding on you
Over goodbyes we′ll buy some place for

Wishing you could
Keep me closer
I′m a lazy dancer
When you move I move with you

Wishing you could
Keep me closer
I′m a lazy dancer
When you move I move with you...

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