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well i never thought in my wildest dreams |
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that anyone could be hung up the way you seem to be |
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if you were real(?) and the peoples friend |
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then i'd understand |
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this impression that you're sending me |
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don't you know the city can leave me cold |
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everybody's so determined to be bought and sold |
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let's get something |
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out of the way |
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nobody owns me no matter what they say |
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but baby, at this moment it seems that you want me |
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ooh baby, at this moment it seems that you care |
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oh yeah |
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ooh baby, at this moment it seems that you want me |
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oh baby, feels like we're already there |
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yeah, yeah |
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it's up to you do what you wanna do |
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you can tell the truth or not |
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come on baby, you might as well dance all night |
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there comes a time in everybody's life when you gotta do or die |
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oh baby, please don't be uptight |
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well now, even the strings on a fiddler's bow don't stay uptight forever |
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baby, don't you know that |
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one day soon you're gonna have to crack |
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cause otherwise you're gonna give yourself a heart attack |
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ooh baby, at this moment it seems that you want me |
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but baby, don't leave me up in the air |
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no, no, no, no |
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it's up to you do what you wanna do |
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you can tell the truth or not |
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come on baby, you might as well dance all night |
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there comes a time in everybody's life when you gotta do or die |
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oh baby, please don't be uptight |
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(repeat) |
