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Well I built a million ravin beauties out of your make believe |
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Hopin' my imagination might run away with me |
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Thought I'd picture every vision that a man could dream about |
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Till you walked through those swing doors and stepped down off that cloud |
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What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams? |
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A walkin' talkin' lovin' fantasy |
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Did you come here tonight just to rescue me? |
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What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams? |
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Well, I thought |
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I died and went to |
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Heaven when you set down next to me |
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And I said to myself "this is too good to believe" |
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You look like you belong in a |
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Sunday school choir |
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Instead of in this honky-tonk settin' me on fire |
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What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams? |
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A walkin' talkin' lovin' fantasy |
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Darlin' did you come here tonight just to rescue me? |
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What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams? |
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Are you just wishful thinkin'? |
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A figment of my mind |
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Well, I'll worry about that tomorrow |
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Right now, it's closin' time |
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What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams? |
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A walkin' talkin' lovin' fantasy |
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Darlin' did you come here tonight just to rescue me? |
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What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams? |
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What's an angel like you doin' in my wildest dreams? |
