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See that girl? |
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Look at her good. |
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That's something you don't |
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see every day, now. |
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Dig those eyes... |
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Ain't they a prize? |
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They sure can get to you, |
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and, hey now, |
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Look at that crazy smile |
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I bet you can't believe |
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She was mine for a while, |
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Ain't she somethin? |
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See that guy? |
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Right by her side. |
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He's feelin' proud, and |
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don't he show it. |
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Look and see, |
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That could have been me. |
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Would you believe I'd go |
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and blow it? |
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I let her slip away, |
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And I tell myself I'm okay |
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But it just tears the |
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heart out of me |
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When I see that girl.... |
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When I see that girl. |
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(break) |
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I let her slip away |
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And I tell myself I'm okay |
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But it just tears the |
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heart out of me |
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When I see that girl.... |
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When I see that girl.... |
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When I see that girl. |
