The common cold
He walks down the hall
While you lie in your bed
He knocks on the wall
Or is it all in your head
What does it matter anyway
When you have nothing to say
What's the worst thing that could happen
Seduce me with those eyelashes of yours
That Italian look and the common cold cure
Be like no one else and then walk away
The easiest thing is to be taller than me
I don't need your sympathy
I only want him on top of me
In the dark while she's
Crying her eyes out
Watching our mouths
Melt together and shout
It's the best thing that could happen
Seduce me with those eyelashes of yours
That Italian look and the common cold cure
Be like no one else and then walk away
The easiest thing is to be taller than me
I don't need your excuses
I just want you next to me
On that couch and make me stop pouting
I don't know how I could be happier
Than with your breathing
Against my ribs
Your hand wrapped around my hips
And the memory of your kiss
Still burning my lips
Seduce me with those eyelashes of yours
That Italian look and the common cold cure
Be like no one else and then walk away
Just like everyone else
'Cause the easiest thing is to be taller than me
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