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Postcards from Amsterdam |
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Phone-calls from Birmingham |
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To tell me only how you miss me |
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Received your telegram |
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Now you say: Here I am |
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The way you hold and kiss me |
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Darling - Darling - Darling |
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Leave a little love for later on |
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Darling - Darling - Darling |
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So that you can come back when you've gone |
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I idolize your magic eyes |
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And I imagine all the cooching we can do |
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we can do. |
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Darling - Darling - Darling |
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Leave a little secret on the shore |
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Darling - Darling - Darling |
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So that you can come ag |
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ain for more |
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My fantasy runs fancy free |
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And I imagine all the cooching we can do |
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we can do. |
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It's been a long long time |
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And you and me will climb |
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The mountains and the hills of passion |
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Soft satin skin to skin |
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Oh |
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what a mood I'm in |
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Bewitched by warm aggression |
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Darling - Darling - Darling |
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Leave a little love for later on |
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