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I got your number right off the wall |
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Bristol 285 wont you give me a call |
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Well I was 15 thought I was hot |
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I didn't know if you'd see me or not |
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And that night as we stepped out |
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We were hand in hand |
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But my friends all seemed to know you |
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I couldn't understand |
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That everybody knew, everybody knew, they knew your name |
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But nobody wants nobody wants to play your game |
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You seemed so shy so all alone-y |
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Without any hint of ever being phony |
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But then the little things that came to light |
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Like the strange hours you worked late at night |
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And as we laid in your bed that night |
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You made me feel like a king |
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Then as I looked into your eyes |
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I heard that telephone ring |
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And everybody knows, everybody knows, they know your name |
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But nobody wants, nobody wants, to play your game |
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Oh no, they don't want to know your game again |
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And everybody knows, everybody knows, they know your name |
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Nobody wants, nobody wants, to play your game |
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And everybody knew, everybody knew, they knew your name |
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But nobody wants nobody wants to play your game |
