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cupid, if you're here |
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quickly point your arrow at that one |
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her brunette hair is long |
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and she is so much fun |
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which means she is my #1 |
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she needs him |
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to wink, he might be cooler than |
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a pubescent spock |
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and then he said |
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well, I'll be your boy |
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well, she's very aware |
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that he's quite drunk |
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cupid, come here |
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quickly point your arrow at that one |
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'cause this is not a rebel song |
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I swear, this is love |
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so dish me up the hootchie-coochie stuff |
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he needs her, whoa |
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and although he's shy in nature |
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he can't control his heart |
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and then she said |
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I'll be your girl |
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yeah, and everything was groovy |
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see, their hearts were in a whirl |
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and sometimes you just need a second chance |
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honey, when you drink |
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things seem to end in a mess |
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cupid, ooo |
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he's the one |
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she's the one |
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cupid, ooo |
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she's the one |
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he's the one |
