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And if I ever drive you mild, and suffering this open kiss
and i'm barely juvenile
When everyone is outrageous
and I alone will be sleeping through the afternoon
And if I ever drive your style, and suffering your day predicted
with no ability to rile
And every yawn is contagious
and I alone will be sleeping through the afternoon
I should drive you wild
Ever drive you mild
Ever drive you mild
Ever drive you mild