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I met her walkin' down a busy street |
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It might has well have been a deserted beach |
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That initial, superficial attraction |
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Has grown much deeper |
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And I need her. |
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And if I married her tomorrow |
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She'd make my life a paradise |
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But I know she won't be here as long as that |
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Such a pity |
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'Cause I need her. |
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Oh she sparkles like clear water |
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Reflecting all my dreams |
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But like a stone that's thrown disturbing the surface |
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She's breaking up around me |
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Or so it seems. |
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I met her walkin' down a busy street |
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It might has well have been a deserted beach |
|
That initial, superficial attraction |
|
Has grown much deeper |
|
And I need her. |
|
And if I married her tomorrow |
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She'd make my life a paradise |
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But I know she won't be here as long as that |
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It's such a pity |
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'Cause I need her. |
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Du du du du du, du du du |
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Du du du du du du du da |
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(and fade). |