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Jude Law And A Semester Abroad

Whatever poison is in this bottle will leave me broken sore and stiff
But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at
He owes me one last wish
So here's a present to let you know I still exist
I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips

But I got a plan (I got a plan)
Drink for forty days and forty nights
A sip for every second-hand tick
And for every time you fed the line, "you mean so much to me..."
I'm without you

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
Who would do anything you say

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
Who would do anything you say

And even if her plan crashes tonight she'll find some way to disappoint me,
by not burning in the wreckage, or drowning at bottom of the sea

"Jess, I still taste you, thus reserve my right to hate you"
And all this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style

It's 8:45. The weather is getting better by the hour
I hope it rains there all the time
And if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied
I'm without you

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
Who would do anything you say

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
Who would do anything you say
Who would do anything you say

Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it

Okay, no more songs about you
After this one I am done
You are, you are, you're gone

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
Who would do anything you say

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
Who would do anything you say

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