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I saw you playin' Quidditch way up in the sky So I got my friends together, thought we'd say hi I didn't mean to scare you when you fell off your broom You fell very far and you fell very long You fell so long that I wrote this song I'd just like to tell you I'm sorry about your Quidditch match Imagined us being the best of friends Stay up late on the weekends A round of Butterbeers without permission I look at you And you look at me We get caught in the moment, it's that easy You lean in close, your eyes, tilt back your head and then, surprise I'd suck out your soul I'd suck out your soul Dude, come on, man What? Come on, I'd suck out your soul...come on Barkley, we're not supposed to deny our past Glenn, that is bush, we don't want people to know Dude, what should I say? I don't want to just lie to them SongtexteJust wing it, wing it, man Alright Alright Just give you a kiss I'll give you a kiss Dementor's kiss Give me some sugar, Harry Potter Come on now don't be a cock-a-tease Dude, you're supposed to say ?Dementor's kiss? It came to me Aus Songtexte Mania