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No matter how many guys |
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Are circling your skies |
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Waiting for permission to land |
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I have learned |
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From your tutorial |
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That I just can't be territorial |
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I ain't even allowed to hold your hand |
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We just don't do coincidence |
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It's uncanny how by chance we never meet |
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Cos the world just isn't small enough |
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For us to be anything other than discreet |
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whichever way you wanna give it |
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I'll take it |
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Whichever way you want it made |
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I'll make it |
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And whatever else you do with my heart |
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Don't break it |
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No one else has spotted |
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I'm head over heels, besotted |
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I guess I must have hidden it well |
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When I look into your eyes |
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Lord, I get the butterflies |
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And there isn't a soul I can tell |
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I wake up next to you almost every day |
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But we can't be seen together in the street |
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How the hell can I pretend that you don't mean a thing |
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When without you I can only ever be incomplete |
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Whichever way you wanna give it |
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I'll take it |
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Whichever way you want it made |
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I'll make it |
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And whatever else you do with my heart |
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Don't break it |
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I wake up next to you almost every day |
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But we can't be seen together in the street |
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How the hell can I pretend that you don't mean a thing |
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When without you I can only ever be incomplete |
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Whichever way you wanna give it |
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I'll take it |
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I wake up next to you almost ever day |
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I'll make it |
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And whatever else you do with my heart |
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Don't break it |
