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Tell me who's that coming |
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Not walking or running |
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Cool as the mountain breeze |
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Well, that song she's humming |
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Could make my guitar start strumming |
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Automatically |
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Tell me who's that speaking |
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Make my heart start beating |
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Really wanna make it pound |
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Well, those words she's saying |
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Could make even the devil start praying |
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On his knees down upon the ground |
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She's always had just what it took |
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To read me like |
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I was an open book |
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There's something burning deep inside of me |
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And she's the only one who can set me free |
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Tell me who's that coming |
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Not hitching or thumbing |
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Looking straight at me |
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Well, I sure am gunning |
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You know she's the one |
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And I guess she'll always be |
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Well, tell me who's that coming |
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Not walking but running |
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Cool as the mountain breeze |
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Well, that song she's humming |
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Could make this guitar start strumming |
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Automatically |
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She's always had just what it took |
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To read me like |
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I was an open book |
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There's something burning deep inside of me |
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And she's the only one who can set me free |
