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- R.E.M.: Strange Currencies
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- I don't know why you're mean to me
- When I call on the telephone
- And I don't know what you mean to me
- But I want to turn you on, turn you up, figure you out, want to take you on
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- These words, "You will be mine"
- These words, "You will be mine, all the time"
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- The Fool might be my middle name
- But I'd be foolish not to say
- Going to make whatever it takes,
- Ring you up, call you down, sign your name, secret love
- Couldn't I take you in and make you mine?
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- These words, "You will be mine"
- These words, "You will be mine, all the time", oh
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- I tripped and fell, did I fall?
- What I want you to feel, I want to feel it now
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- You know with love come strange currencies
- And here is my appeal:
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- I need a chance, a second chance, a third chance, a fourth chance,
- A word, a signal, a nod, a little breath
- Just to fool myself, catch myself, to make it real, real
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- These words, "You will be mine"
- These words, "You will be mine, all the time", oh
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- These words, "You will be mine"
- These words haunt me, hunt me down, catch in my throat, make me pray,
- Say love's combined, oh
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