Now you know
That I stood outside your window
Just a little too long.
What you re gonna do
When the hours pass away
And you know that I m gone.
Well, it may be a week,
It may be a day,
I m six blocks over
And I don t know what to say to you.
Jokin bout your mama
Went a little too far.
But you caught me
Out with the others
Till the early dawn.
There may be a time
If we played it right
I m six blocks over
And you wanna spend a night with me.
Now the hours and the minutes
Just fly away.
You win some and you lose some,
You gotta get it right
Or I ll be saying
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye.
Thinkin back to
The way you re holdin me down,
I d be better off dead.
Now you know
That the time is running out
Of the things we said.
Well, it may be a week,
It may be a day,
I m six blocks over
And I don t know what to say to you.
Now the hours and the minutes
Just fly away.
You win some and you lose some,
You gotta get it right
Or I ll be saying
Bye bye bye bye ...

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