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So many try to capture love
And so many never do
So many hearts are lost
With never a clue

So many nights are passed in sorrow
So many days go by
So many lovers lose
And never know why

Still the lovers in the backseats claw
Still the wives wait up
Everybody's trying desperately
To fill their loving cup

All through the night
We thrust and parry letting our best sides show
Then in the morning light
We lie and let go

Everyone searching for somebody
Someone to kiss and tell
More often than not
Our heavens turn into hell

But still the lovers in the backseats claw
Still the wives wait up
Everybody's trying desperately
To fill their loving cup

So many try to capture love
And so many never do
So many hearts are lost
With never a clue

Everyone searching for somebody
Someone to kiss and tell
More often than not
Our heavens turn into hell

Still the lovers in the backseats claw
Still the wives wait up
Everybody's trying desperately
To fill their loving cup

Still the lovers in the backseats claw
And still the wives wait up
Everybody's trying desperately
To fill their loving cup
So many try to capture love   And so many never do   So many hearts are lost   With never a clue      So many nights are passed in sorrow   So many days go by   So many lovers lose   And never know why      Still the lovers in the backseats claw   Still the wives wait up   Everybody's trying desperately   To fill their loving cup      All through the night   We thrust and parry letting our best sides show   Then in the morning light   We lie and let go      Everyone searching for somebody   Someone to kiss and tell   More often than not   Our heavens turn into hell      But still the lovers in the backseats claw   Still the wives wait up   Everybody's trying desperately   To fill their loving cup      So many try to capture love   And so many never do   So many hearts are lost   With never a clue      Everyone searching for somebody   Someone to kiss and tell   More often than not   Our heavens turn into hell      Still the lovers in the backseats claw   Still the wives wait up   Everybody's trying desperately   To fill their loving cup      Still the lovers in the backseats claw   And still the wives wait up   Everybody's trying desperately   To fill their loving cup
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