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Ya I'll dance with you for a while But I'm not going to take you home I don't even know you last name Let me explain Been around the world a thousand times Been swept away on distant shores Bedded down with angels Drank their wine And always the conclusion is the same Making love is always grand But eventually Love ends a losing game So let's leave it alone I'm going home I'd rather sleep with myself tonight Where no one else can harm me baby no Oh Oh Although I'm really quite fond of you My best intentions never turn out right I'd rather sleep with myself tonight People think celibacy's a crime Not saying I won't love again But couldn't we just talk for a while And lately intimacy's got me down Been hurt so many times before Jumped the gun and ended up alone It may sound a little funny But you gotta know The information age Things move so fast Fax machines Computer screens Seems like love Is something of the past And modern girls Got one thing in their head Before you down your second drink You're in the cab And then you're in her bed So let's hold off on the sex play I don't even know your last name I'd rather sleep with myself tonight Where no one else can harm me baby no Oh Oh Although I'm really quite fond of you My best intentions never turn out right I'd rather sleep with myself tonight Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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