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Jet Pack You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go It's you and her and nobody else the lights are low and she's so ready You're already on your way to the door You're at the bar the tender gives you a free drink and winks, she's perfect You sweat bullets, spill the drink and you leave Everyone leaves the party except a gorgeous twenty something, you turn and run You call me up You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go So the way you act, is it just an act or some strange courtship ritual A habitual nervous reaction Hey it's just me, set yourself free, why don't you let me know what's going on Inside your cluttered head You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go What the hell are you talking about is that what you would say If I were to wonder out loud would it make you turn away Just a curious question If it was you and me and nobody else would you want me to want to be ready to go Would you want to take the lights down low You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go Hey it's just me, set yourself free, why don't you let me know what's going on Hey it's just me, set yourself free
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