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No matter how hard I try |
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No matter how many days go by |
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I really can't make this feeling go away |
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Whenever I change my mind |
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Whenever I turn my head around |
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The only one I can see every single day |
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He's got a hold on me |
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Nothing I can say |
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Nothing I can do |
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He's got a hold on me |
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And pretty soon he may |
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Have a hold on you |
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Whenever he's somewhere else |
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I try to remember if I can |
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When if only I could forget |
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I think I'd be just fine |
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I wonder where he came from |
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I wonder what name he answers to |
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Whatever he calls himself |
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I'd like to call him mine |
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He's got a hold on me |
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Nothing I can say |
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Nothing I can do |
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He's got a hold on me |
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And pretty soon he may |
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Have a hold on you |
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It could be my low resistance |
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And you can all be as smug as hell |
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But you all better keep your distance |
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Unless you wanna get burnt as well |
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Whenever he walks on by |
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And looks at me then I know |
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That he is never letting go |
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He's got a hold on me |
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Nothing I can say |
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Nothing I can do |
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He's got a hold on me |
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And pretty soon he may |
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Have a hold on you |
