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Push me, pull me, bend me, |
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like six strings on the Spanish made guitar. |
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Hold me, strum me, play me, |
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baby don't stop now we've taken it this far. |
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If love is like musical magical union that thrills and moves, |
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let's lose our strength, make magic start. |
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Begin with the melody rise up in harmony feel the groove. |
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Oh baby how 'bout we make some arts? |
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Feel me, sweet notes bilgy |
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like I'm a sax your lips have longed to play. |
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Sultry you possess me, with the rise and fall of every breathe you take. |
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If love is like musical magical union that thrills and moves, |
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let's lose our strength, make magic start. |
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Begin with the melody rise up in harmony feel the groove. |
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Baby how 'bout we make some arts? |
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If love is like musical magical union that thrills and moves, |
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let's lose our strength, make magic start. |
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Begin with the melody rise up in harmony feel the groove. |
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Oh baby how 'bout we make some arts? |
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Push me, pull me, bend me, |
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don't stop now we've taken it this far. |
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Baby don't stop now we're finally making art. |
