Now you know That I stood outside your window Just a little too long.
What you're gonna do When the hours pass away And you know that I'm gone. Well, it may be a week, It may be a day, I'm six blocks over And I don't know what to say to you.
Jokin' 'bout your mama Went a little too far. But you caught me Out with the others Till the early dawn.
There may be a time If we played it right I'm six blocks over And you wanna spend a night with me.
Now the hours and the minutes Just fly away. You win some and you lose some, You gotta get it right Or I'll be saying Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye.
Thinkin' back to The way you're holdin' me down, I'd be better off dead.
Now you know That the time is running out Of the things we said.
Well, it may be a week, It may be a day, I'm six blocks over And I don't know what to say to you.
Now the hours and the minutes Just fly away. You win some and you lose some, You gotta get it right Or I'll be saying Bye bye bye bye ...
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