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Radio |
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I came across who I want |
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When I heard the first in the morning |
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Singing song about her love |
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It was clear that I would be falling |
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It began on radio |
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And the feeling seems to grow |
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It was only tend to wait |
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But I thought it could be fate |
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I walk into a record store |
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And I see a face that's familiar |
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Someone asks me what I need |
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And I say I want to be with her |
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It began on radio |
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And the feeling seems to grow |
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Saw my poster on the wall |
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But my friend was bound to call |
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And all I know is that she's not here |
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All I hope is maybe, maybe next year |
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Maybe next year |
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Turn the light only in my room |
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On the day when nothing is easy |
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She turns the light only in my room |
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If I wrote to her would she needs me |
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It began on radio |
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And my feeling seems to grow |
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It was only tend to wait |
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But I thought it could be fate |
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It began on radio |
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And the feeling seems to grow |
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Saw my poster on the wall |
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But my friend was bound to call |
