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Your kisses are wasted on me. |
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Your kisses are wasted on me. |
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Your kisses are wasted on me. |
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Your kisses are wasted on me. |
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Boy, can't you see we're through? |
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Boy, I don't love you, |
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Don't make me smile, |
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For a while. |
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Boy, get out of my face. |
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Boy, I'm going back out to chase, |
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Some other guy; |
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Who I might like. |
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And you might cry, |
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for some time. |
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But you don't know it. |
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No you don't know it. |
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And you might try, |
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to hold my hand again. |
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But you don't know it. |
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Your kisses are wasted on me. |
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Your kisses are wasted on me. |
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Your kisses are wasted on me. |
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Your kisses are wasted on me. |
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Boy, you've gotta hear me clear. |
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Boy, I want you outta here. |
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Don't send me wild, |
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You're just a child. |
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And you might cry, |
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for sometime. |
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But you don't know it. |
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No you don't know it. |
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And you might try, |
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to hold my hand again. |
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But you don't know it. |
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No you don't know it |
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And you might cry, |
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for sometime. |
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You still don't know it. |
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Your kisses are wasted on me. |
