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In the silence of the side street |
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In the whisper of the night |
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From the darkness of the empty hours |
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To the early morning light |
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From the hustle down on main street |
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With all it's lights so bright |
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To the trucker on the highway |
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Pressing through the night |
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I can hear you heartbeat |
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I can hear you heartbeat |
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Girl, the sound of you is so sweet |
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To me |
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And i'm sailing on your wind song |
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Oh, i can feel the summer breeze |
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You've got me walking on my tiptoes |
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You've got me standing on my knees |
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From the mills way down in pittsburgh |
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To the clubs of gay paris |
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Ah, no matter where i roam, girl, |
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You can always get to me |
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I can hear you heartbeat |
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I can hear you heartbeat |
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Girl, the sound of you is so sweet |
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To me |
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We got freezing coca-cola |
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We got anything you want |
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I moving on that back beat |
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Girl, but it's you that sings the song |
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'cos i can hear you heartbeat |
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I can hear you heartbeat |
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The sound of you is so sweet |
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To me |
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Oh i still hear your heartbeat |
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Yea i still hear your heartbeat |
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Girl, the sound of you is so sweet, |
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To me |