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Vintage Café - Lounge & Jazz Blends (Special Selection), Pt. 11
01. Lovin' You
02. Take My Breath Away
03. 24k Magic
04. New Rules
05. Passionfruit
06. Turning Tables
07. One Dance
08. High & Dry
09. Don´t Stop ´till You Get Enough
10. Someone Like You
11. 1979
12. Part-Time Lover
13. Loving You
14. Company
15. Love Is Love
16. All I Ask
17. Can't Feel My Face
18. Wichita Lineman
19. She Will Be Loved
20. Lanterna Dos Afogados
21. All Right
22. Up and Up
23. The River
Oh no
Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy
(Out of my mind, out of my mind)
Wrote it down and read it out hopin' it would save me
(Too many times, too many times)
Hoh, he makes me feel like nobody else (Nobody else)
But my love
He doesn't love me so I tell myself
(I tell myself)

(One) you don't pick up the phone
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
(Two) don't let him in, you'll have to kick him out again
(Three) don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
And if you're under him, you ain't getting over him
I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've gotta tell them to myself
I've got new rules, I count 'em
(I've gotta tell them to myself)

I keep pushin' forwards but he keeps pullin' me backwards
(No here, no here to turn) (No here, no here to turn)
Now I'm standing back from it I finally see the pattern
(I never learn, I never learn)
But my love
He doesn't loves me so I tell myself
I tell myself, I do, I do, I do
One, you don't pick up the phone
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two, don't let him in, you have to kick him out again
Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
And if you're under him, you ain't getting over him

I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've gotta tell them to myself
I've got new rules, I count 'em

Practice makes perfect I'm still tryna' learn it by heart
Eat, sleep, and breathe it, rehearse and repeat it 'cause I, I, I

One, you don't pick up the phone
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two, don't let him in, you have to kick him out again
Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
And if you're under him, you ain't getting over him

I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've gotta tell them to myself
I've got new rules, I count 'em