Paroles de Tacoma
I’m back on West Coast time, babyYou don't have to wait up for me
I was gonna call and tell a lie anyway
I’m thinking of the explanation that I owe you
But we aren't even past Tacoma
Need another hundred miles to think it out
Just don't make me make a decision
Make me miss what I'm missing
I've been doing alright
I’m back on East Coast time, baby
You don't have to wake up for me
I was gonna tell you I was fine anyway
I’m thinking of a way to tell you how I know her
But we aren't even out of Georgia
Need another thousand miles to think it out
Just don't make me make a decision
Make me miss what I'm missing
I've been doing alright
Just don't make me make a decision
Make me miss what I'm missing
I've been doing alright
Yeah it burns me
Just make me make a decision
Make me miss what I'm missing
I'm not doing alright
Please make me make a decision
Make me miss what I’m missing
I’m not doing alright
I’m not doing alright
I’m not doing alright
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