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he's picking up daises that you left in your front yardthe postman delivered but your words were still too faryou know he wanted it he really really wanted it, oh so badbut he always wants what he knows that he can't have, woahand i'm not writing this love song for twoand i never admitted what anyone might think to do no, noi'm not writing this love song for twoand i'm not writing this love song for youno, no, no, no, no, woah.my sweet umbrella your fella has eyes for meits not like you knew it you blew it it's plain to seeyou know he wanted it he really really wanted it, oh so badbut they always wan what they know that they can't haveand i'm not writing this love song for twoand i never admitted what anyone might think to do no, noi'm not writing this love song for twoand i'm not writing this love song for youno, no, no, no, no, woah.you know she wanted it she really really wanted ityou know he wanted ithe really really wanted itLetras de cancionesyou know she wanted itshe really really wanted ityou know they wanted itthey really really wanted itand i'm not writing this love song for twoand i never admitted what anyone might think to do no, noi'm not writing this love song for twoand i'm not writing this love song for youno, no, no, no, no, woah, woah, woah.cause i'm not writing this love song for you. From Letras Mania