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You're keeping me awake, you're standing on my chest And every time we talk it's like razors in my mouth And we can pick it up and let it go, but I have got to know If this is really what you mean to say, or is this just a game And now I'm sitting here I think I'm breaking down You call me on the road, I can't take it now I'm just a boy to please Baby you're teasing me and I can't stop her now She's got me screaming at the top of my lungs now She's always thinking some way some how She's got a habit of dropping to her knees first Her name is Amber, she's tearing up the East Coast And you keep me hanging on to every single song, till you hear the way she moans such a familiar sound And we can pick it up and let it go, but I have got to know If this is really what you mean to say, cause that's just such a shame I always thought that we had just something more then, but now I know it No way; no how She's got a habit of dropping to her knees first Her name is Amber, she's tearing up the East Coast Now we roll like it's the only road we know And you make your move, cause we know that you're a pro We roll... From Letras Mania