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Look at the way he looks at her, |
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Look at the way he smiles, |
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I remember when he was mine, |
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I remember when things were fine, oh, |
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Look at the way he looks at her, now, |
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Isn't that the look of love? |
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Look at the way he holds her hand, |
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Look at the way they dance, |
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I remember when he loved me, |
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I remember how we used to be, but |
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Look at the way he smiles at her, now, |
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Isn't that the look of love? |
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Here I am all by myself, |
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Watching him with someone else, |
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Bet he doesn't even know I'm here, |
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Wish I could hold back my tears, but... |
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Look at the way he's kissing her, |
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Look at him hold her tight, |
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I remember his warm embrace, |
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And the tender look on his face, yes, |
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Look at the way he looks at her, now, |
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Isn't that the look of love? |
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Isn't that the look of love? Woh, oh, oh, |
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Isn't that the look of love? Hey, hey, hey, |
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Isn't that the look of love? Oh, oh, now, |
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Isn't that the look of love? Hey, yay, |
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Isn't that the look of love? Oh, oh, oh... |
