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You and I are victims of a love |
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That lost a lot in the translation |
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When I think of all the time that I spent |
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Sitting on the edge of your bed in anticipation |
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Of you giving in and us living in sin |
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A hot day, the smell of hairspray |
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And the sound of a shower running softly |
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Its things like this that remind me of how I felt |
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The first time you came back for coffee |
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The way you took it amazed me |
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Walkin' in the park, kissin' in the dark |
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And my head against your pillow |
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Late at night a lover sings |
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Adam and Eve are finding out all about love |
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I say, Adam and Eve are finding out all about love |
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There is no real substitute |
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For a ball struck squarely and firmly |
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And you're the kind of girl who wants to |
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Open up the bottle of pop |
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Too early in the journey |
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Our love went flat just like that |
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It doesn't matter the color of the car |
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But what goes on beneath the bonnet |
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Is there a flag that flies above your heart |
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And is my name writ there upon it |
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Wedding cake and toothache |
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Equals love and pain |
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Walkin' in the park, kissin' on the carpet |
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And your tights around your ankles |
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Late at night a lover thinks of these things |
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Adam and Eve are finding out all about love |
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I say, Adam and Eve are finding out all about love |
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Adam and Eve are finding out all about |
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Adam and Eve are finding out all about |
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Teresa and Steve are finding out all about love |
