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It's not the pale moon that excites me |
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That thrills and delights me, oh no |
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It's just the nearness of you |
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It isn't your sweet conversation |
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That brings this sensation, oh no |
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It's just the nearness of you |
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When you're in my arms |
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And I feel you so close to me |
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All my wildest dreams come true |
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I need no soft lights to enchant me |
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But if you'll only grant me the right |
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To hold you ever so tight, and to feel in the night |
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Ooh, the nearness of you |
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When you're in my arms |
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And I feel you so close to me |
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All my wildest dreams come true |
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I need no soft lights to enchant me |
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But if you'll only grant me the right |
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To hold you ever so tight, and to feel in the night |
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The nearness of you |
