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my edge of the razor |
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We've
been training |
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Now
we look like each other |
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Face
down and |
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Booked
and printed for young lovers |
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Even
as I write out of this song |
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The
ink wears off but the beat goes on |
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CHORUS: |
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I
pledge my edge of the razor |
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No
minor league night in the majors |
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Even
though we cut up, we can really cut 'em down |
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Though
you're sharper than me, it's too late to turn around |
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Heavy
trading |
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On
the floor at the market |
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A
million keys for my heart |
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But
they'll never unlock it |
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We
played for laughs now love is the prize |
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If
we're playing for keeps, keep these tears from my eyes |
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REPEAT
CHORUS |
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BRIDGE: |
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One
slice of life |
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One
lover's lane |
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One
man and a wife |
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Not
taken in vain |
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While
they're cutting deals with grim reapers |
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Tell
me, where'd you get those peepers |
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Well
I filling out all the pages of this questionaire |
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But
I left out all the details of this affair |
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They'll
never get it down on the books |
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So
they'll never know how much it took |
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REPEAT
CHORUS |