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King Of New York

de Daya

Why don't you come 'round in the afternoon
Stay till the morning I got nothing to do
I pretty promise that we won't get bored
I've got feelings that I can't ignore

After I saw you and the party was dead
I tried to steal from your burned out friends
Making small talk should've asked you then
In my drafts I've got a text to send

We could watch an 80's movie
Cut the lights and make it moody
Put your arms around my waist
Let our bodies fade away

Let's make out to dirty dancing
Be the latest new romantics
Hold me close while we escape
To a world that's far away
Away from here

Take me, take me, take me away oh take me, take me away from here

I could be your homecoming queen
Or star player on your favorite team
Me and you up on the silver screen
Come on baby don't you ever leave

Can you blame me if I'm paranoid
Everything I loved has been destroyed
Maybe you'll be my anomaly
If I keep you here in 83

We could watch an 80s movie
Cut the lights and make it moody
Put your arms around my waist
Let our bodies fade away

Let's make out to dirty dancing
Be the latest new romantics
Hold me close while we escape
To a world that's a far away
Away from here

Take me, take me, take me away oh take me, take me away from here
Take me, take me, take me away oh take me, take me away from here

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