505 - Live

I'm going back to 505
 If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
 In my imagination you're waiting, lying on your side
 With your hands between your thighs
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 Stop and wait a sec
 Oh, when you look at me like that, my darling
 What did you expect?
 I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
 Or I did last time I checked
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 I'm not shy of a spark
 The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark
 Frightened by the bite though it's no harsher than the bark
 The middle of adventure, seemed like a perfect place to start
 I'm going back to 505
 If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
 In my imagination you're waiting, lying on your side
 With your hands between your thighs, alright
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 But I crumble completely when you cry
 It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye
 I'm always just about to go and spoil a surprise
 And take your hands off of your eyes too soon
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 I'm going back to 505
 If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
 In my imagination you're waiting, lying on your side
 With your hands between your thighs and a smile, oh