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The stars won't come out |
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If they know that you're about |
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'Cause they couldn't match the glow of your eyes |
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And, oh, who am I? |
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Just an ordinary guy |
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Tryin' hard to win me first prize |
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Oh, Candida |
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We could make it together |
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The further from here girl the better |
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Where the air is fresh and clean |
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Hmm hmm, Candida |
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Just take my hand and I'll lead ya |
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I promise that life will be sweeter |
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And it said so in my dreams |
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The future is bright |
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The gypsy told me so last night |
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Said, "She saw our children playin' in the sunshine" |
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And there were you and I |
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In a house, baby no lie |
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And all these things were yours |
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And they were mine |
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Oh, my Candida |
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We could make it together |
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The further from here girl the better |
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Where the air is fresh and clean |
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Hmm hmm, Candida |
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Just take my hand and I'll lead ya |
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I promise life will be sweeter |
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And it said so in my dreams |
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And, oh, who am I? |
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Just an ordinary guy |
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You know I |
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Tryin' hard to win me first prize |
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Oh, my Candida |
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We could make it together |
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The further from here girl the better |
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Where the air is fresh and clean |
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Oh, my Candida |
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Just take my hand and I'll lead ya |
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I promise that life will be sweeter |
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'Cause it said so in my dreams |
