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I want him, |
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I need him |
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And someday, some way, whoa-oh-oh-oh, |
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I'll meet him |
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He'll be kinda shy |
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And real good lookin' too |
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And I'll be certain he's my guyl |
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By the things he'll like to do |
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Like walkin' in the rain |
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And wishin' on the stars up above |
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And bein' so in love |
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When he's near me, |
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I'll kiss him |
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And when he leaves me, whoa-oh-oh-oh, |
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I'll miss him |
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Though sometimes we'll fight |
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I won't really care |
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I know he's gonna be all right' |
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Cause we got so much to share |
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Like walkin' in the rain |
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And wishin' on the stars up above |
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And bein' so in love |
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No, no he'll never do |
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No it isn't him too |
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They would never, no they'd never |
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Never, ever love |
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Walkin' in the rain |
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And wishin' on the stars |
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Or bein' so in love |
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Walkin' in the rain |
