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So pull me out of this dream |
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Turn off the television |
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Put on a romantic vinyl |
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And come to bed again |
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Please be my next morning flower |
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But don't be there all the time |
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Leave me a couple of hours |
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Then bring me food and wine |
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Play with me, play with me |
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Don't tell me how it feels |
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Don't let it be for real |
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Don't tell me how you feel |
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I'll make this week disappear |
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Like I've erased several months |
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It's turning into a year now |
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And I'm still a manikin |
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You're so poetic when you're sad |
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So tiring when you cry |
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We could fly out and get married |
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I think I love you now |
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(chorus) |
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Play with me, play with me |
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Don't tell me how it feels |
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Don't let it be for real |
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Don't tell me how you feel |
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Play with me, play with |
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Don't tell me how it feels |
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Don't let it be for real |
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Don't tell me how you feel |
