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 He's all up in my head 
He won't get out 
Sitting in my bed, with my tit out 
He can't talk 
So you're who I'm gonna call 
I already know 
That you're with it 
Yeah it's been a while 
Since we did it 
Hope she's still at work 'til you get me off. 
Damn your voice is familiar 
Sometimes I can't help but remember that sh*t 
You talk 
Say that thing, help me get there 
Tell me what you want 
I'll pretend that it's his touch. 
You're my crutch 
My second call 
There when it can't be him 
Just pick up 
I'll close my eyes 
Like you're who I wanna be with 
You're my crush 
My second call 
There when it can't be him 
For now 
He's gone 
So I'll move on 
To my second call. 
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