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Lovin' you makes me wanna spill my heart and soul. |
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Lovin' you makes me wanna tell you things you've never been told. |
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Lovin' you makes me wanna write bad poetry. |
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Loving you makes me wanna waste my time, |
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So tell me, what's it gonna take to change your mind? |
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(Lovin' you) How much bad poetry? |
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And I love you so much, |
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please don't show anyone this stuff |
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It's between you and me, |
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this bad poetry. |
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Lovin' you, maybe baby. |
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Lovin' you, by the phone alone. |
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Lovin' you, please I'm on my knees |
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And that's bad poetry. |
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Lovin' you, like a rose in june. |
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Lovin' you, fly me to the moon. |
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Lovin' you, makes me wanna write bad poetry. |
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And I love you so much, please don't show anyone this stuff |
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It's between you and me, |
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this bad poetry. |
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And I love you so much, |
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please don't show anyone this stuff. |
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While search for a rhyme, |
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'cause I'm running out of time. |
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It's between you and me, |
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this bad poetry. |
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This bad poetry. |
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Oh, this bad poetry. |
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This bad poetry. |
