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Floating on moonlight |
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With my head on your knee; |
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But, once again, babe |
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I'm thinking about me. |
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And, though we're feeling close |
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And touching, too; |
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You have to admit, babe, |
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You're thinking about you. |
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And, where do the stars end |
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If I'm here all alone? |
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And why am I feeling |
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So far from home? |
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Spoonful of moonlight |
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A bottle of wine |
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Just look at all those stars |
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You're gonna have a good time. |
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Out there in the darkness |
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With the wolf and the owl; |
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Oh, what does it matter |
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If you scream or you howl? |
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And, where do the stars end |
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If I'm here all alone? |
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And why am I feeling |
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So far from home? |
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Love is that stranger |
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Who comes knocking at your door. |
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Gives you a sweet taste |
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Leaves you howling for more. |
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You get that taste |
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You've got to take it; |
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But when you want more |
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(and you will) |
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You're gonna have to make it. |
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And, where do the stars end |
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If I'm here all alone? |
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And why am I feeling |
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So far from home? |
