jueves, 14 de octubre de 2010

oil & water (u-me)

You and I are like oil and water
And we've been trying, trying, trying
Ohhhhhhh... to mix it up.
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We've been dancing on a volcano
And we've been crying, crying, crying
Over blackened soles
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Babe, this wouldn’t be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather
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Oil and water...
Oil and water...

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