Zeds Dead lost you

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I get to thinking that night
That I should call you
I like to think about the
First time that I saw you
It's the sickest
Little feeling that I've got
Don't leave me alone
And you can wipe your
Hands off anyone
And every
Little chance I've got
I give it away for free
We like to love
We like chant
Just one for me
Is that gonna be enough?

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