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Oh, she was wonderful, oh, |
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Well it's a shame she is insanely wonderful, |
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I feel alive in links to my body whole, |
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Like Mr. Jones |
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I just want somebody who's |
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Sitting by the campfire light in the summer time, |
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Good times with friends, |
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What's yours is mine, |
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My life is yours,' |
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Cause you are, mine |
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So we're waiting by the shoals on the wave we've been looking for, |
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To lie awake at night and make love, |
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Touch me, the way you touch me, |
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Made me alive |
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Well I consider enough all the things |
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I've done, |
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A pretty little thing - don't let this thing just run away |
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I know I think too much, |
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About a world where |
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I think too much |