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wilson phillips |
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impulsive |
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the secret of love |
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i thought i understood |
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the way its supposed to be |
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i never imagined you could |
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blow my theory apart |
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but now youre running away with my heart |
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i dont wanna think about it |
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dont wanna think clear |
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dont analyze |
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what im doing here |
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wanna be impulsive |
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reckless |
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and lose myself in your kiss |
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arrows through hearts |
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drawn on a misty window |
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youre taking me home in the rain |
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my heart, its beating dont say no |
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my head keeps saying take it slow |
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youre giving me a feeling |
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its a sudden rush |
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acting on the moment |
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spontaneous, woh |
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ooh this is not like me |
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to follow my heart so easily |
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i am reckless... impulsive |
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i never imagined you could |
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blow my theory apart |
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but now youre running away... with my heart... my heart |
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youre giving me a feeling |
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its a sudden rush |
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acting on the moment |
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spontaneous |
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wanna be impulsive... reckless |
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and lose myself in your kiss... woh |
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impulsive |
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i wanna be... impulsive |
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im gonna be impulsive... reckless |
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and lose myself, lose myself |
