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 filmstar
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 pill or two
I`ll wait outside you 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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