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  • Cho-choking on a wishbone
    In the firing line of lovers
    Who will never slow down
    And I won't let you steer
    Comandere the atmosphere
    Since you suggested running away
    It's romantic
    Hit the redial
    Maybe we should sigh a while
    Save our second wind for
    Sentimental warm weather
    Four forever
    Two together
    We'll play dead
    We'll play dead
    We'll play deadly
    Should we make believe you remember me
    From a holiday delayed by a storm
    Should we chance our arms alarms
    Set to high noon until the shiver in the river is gone
    Hoping you might whistle
    Get all dizzy 'cause I found the reason why you're around,
    If I won't stay sincere talk you through the tangles
    Can you chase me till you my feet touch the ground
    And go dancing
    Tambourin style walking in a single file
    You whisper half thoughts to me
    Should we make believe you remember me
    From a holiday delayed by a storm
    Should we chance our arms alarms
    Set to high noon until the shiver in the river is gone
  • Cho-choking on a wishbone
    In the firing line of lovers
    Who will never slow down
    And I won't let you steer
    Comandere the atmosphere
    Since you suggested running away
    It's romantic
    Hit the redial
    Maybe we should sigh a while
    Save our second wind for
    Sentimental warm weather
    Four forever
    Two together
    We'll play dead
    We'll play dead
    We'll play deadly
    Should we make believe you remember me
    From a holiday delayed by a storm
    Should we chance our arms alarms
    Set to high noon until the shiver in the river is gone
    Hoping you might whistle
    Get all dizzy 'cause I found the reason why you're around,
    If I won't stay sincere talk you through the tangles
    Can you chase me till you my feet touch the ground
    And go dancing
    Tambourin style walking in a single file
    You whisper half thoughts to me
    Should we make believe you remember me
    From a holiday delayed by a storm
    Should we chance our arms alarms
    Set to high noon until the shiver in the river is gone