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(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) |
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You're looking my way, |
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That's good to see. |
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Well how I'm thinking, |
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Is it really me. |
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You'll give me something, |
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That (lights up all?) |
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It can't be just my, |
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My eyes you call. |
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I'd like to get to know you, sure, |
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And take this thing just one step more, |
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And find out just what it's all for, |
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But he's always there. |
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You're fixing my eyes, |
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With a constant gaze. |
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It could really have me, |
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In an utter daze. |
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Come a little closer, |
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He's not to see, |
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There's something going, |
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Between you and me. |
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I'd like to get to know you, sure, |
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And take this thing just one step more, |
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And find out just what it's all for, |
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But he's always there. |
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I'd like to get to know you, sure, |
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And take this thing just one step more, |
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And find out just what it's all for, |
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But he's always there. |
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He's always there. |
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He's always there. |
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He's always there. |
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... repeat to fade |
