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Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight |
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It must have been something you said |
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I just died in your arms tonight |
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I keep looking for something I can't get |
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Broken hearts, they're all around me |
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And I don't see an easier way to get out of this |
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Her diary sits by the bedside table |
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The curtains are closed, the cat's in the cradle |
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Who would have thought that a boy like me could come to this? |
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Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight |
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It must have been something you said |
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I just died in your arms tonight |
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Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight |
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It must have been some kind of kiss |
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I should have walked away |
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I should have walked away |
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Is there any just cause for feeling like this? |
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On the surface I'm a name on a list |
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I try to be discreet but then blow it again |
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I've lost and found it's my final mistake |
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She's loving by proxy, no give and all take |
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'Cause I've been thrilled to fantasy, one too many times |
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Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight |
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It must have been something you said |
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I just died in your arms tonight |
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Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight |
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It must have been some kind of kiss |
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I should have walked away |
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I should have walked away |
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It was a long hot night, she made it easy |
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She made it feel right |
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But now it's over, the moment has gone |
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I followed my hands to my head, I know I was wrong |
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Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight |
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It must have been something you said |
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I just died in your arms tonight |
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Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight |
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It must have been some kind of kiss |
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I should have walked away |
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I should have walked away |
