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I get things wrong and I'm not accustomed to this |
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You think i'm looking good, that I've got a sharp-press tonight |
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You think I sing better than I know I do |
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You want to hold me this night |
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You want to make this look bright |
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I get things wrong and I'm not accustomed to this |
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You make me shy, I feel the sweet from your breath |
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I am a fool, but you just won't think of it now |
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You want to love me this night, you just want to feel fine |
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I'll give you names, I'll call you lover again |
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I'll whisper your name, I'll whisper your name and again |
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I'll steal your photographs just to know that I was |
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Actually not dreaming this time |
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That i was for real this time |
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But I get things wrong, I'm not accustomed to this |
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I wasn't used to someone as wanting as this |
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Someone like me put a shame someone to make |
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Someone to make it alright |
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Someone to make me look bright |
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I'll give you names, I'll call you lover again |
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I'll whisper your name, I'll whisper your name and again |
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I am a fool, but you just wont think of it now |
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You want to hold me tonight, you just want to feel fine |
