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Why does he open me |
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Only to shut me out again |
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Guess that's just him |
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I wouldn't take it from another man |
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Guess he needs time |
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To trust me right |
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So I can't let him kiss me good night. |
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'Cause he has my heart |
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In the palm of his hands |
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Can't get it back |
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Though I tried all I can |
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He's just so sweet |
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From his head to his feet |
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And if he won't love me |
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I'm in deep |
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He has me singing 'Scarborough Fair' |
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About a man who is so frightened of a love affair |
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He sets hard tasks |
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So that his love can pass |
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And ends up lonely till at last |
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Oh he's dense water deeper down. |
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He makes me forget everything my mother warned |
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I think about him every night |
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And I fall asleep |
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Holding my pillow tight |
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He has my love |
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In the palm of his hand |
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His gentle touch |
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Made me scream out loud |
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His wicked kiss |
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Made me feel bliss |
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And he's the only love I miss |
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Oh he's dense water deeper down. |
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He makes me forget everything my mother warned |
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I think about him every night |
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And I fall asleep |
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Holding my |
