I'll get the door, mrs. jackson
i'll get the press and reporters, too
i'll wait outside your heart
You're not a throw-away film star
there's something different about you
and i'll wait outside your heart
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cross my heart, i would die
shove the needle in my eye
be your sugar, i could try
where's the papers, let me sign
all i want is to be wanted by you
How is your head, mrs. jackson?
how about a pain killer or two?
i'll wait outside your heart
What in the hell are they saying?
they'll never understand me or you
and i'll wait outside your garage
and your house and your restaurant
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