Call up on a Friday
With your pretty little ways
Berlin right up ahead
Drawin' shapes in a carpet
Washin' down a sour taste
With a silly little smile
Push me straight down the steps
Then you leave my apartment
I know
It's a little thing
Yeah, I know
If you want me to, I'll go
But, Olivia, it's you
[I've been/Up and] down the bitter end
Cry, baby, cry
Every now and every then
I catch a scent of your jacket
I know
It's a little thing
Yeah, I know
If you want me to, I'll go
But, Olivia, it's you
I know
It's a little thing
Yeah, I know
If you want me to, I'll go
But, Olivia, it's you
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