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She's got a smile that it seems to me |
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Reminds me of childhood memories |
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Where everything |
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Was as fresh as the bright blue sky |
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Now and then when I see her face |
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She takes me away to that special place |
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And if I'd stare too long |
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I'd probably break down and cry |
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Oh, Oh, Oh |
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Sweet child o' mine |
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Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh |
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Sweet love of mine |
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She's got eyes of the bluest skies |
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As if they thought of rain |
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I hate to look into those eyes |
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And see an ounce of pain |
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Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place |
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Where as a child I'd hide |
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And pray for the thunder |
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And the rain |
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To quietly pass me by |
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Oh, Oh, Oh |
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Sweet child o' mine |
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Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, |
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Sweet love of mine |
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Oh, Oh, Oh, yeah |
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Sweet child o' mine |
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Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh |
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Sweet love of mine |
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Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh |
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Sweet child o' mine |
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Oh, |
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Sweet love of mine |
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[Guitar Solo] |
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Where do we go? |
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Where do we go now? |
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Where do we go? |
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Oh, Oh |
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Where do we go? |
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Oh, |
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Where do we go now? |
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Where do we go? |
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Oh, (sweet child) |
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Where do we go now? |
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Oh, |
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Where do we go now? |
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Oh, |
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Where do we go? |
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Oh, |
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Where do we go now? |
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Oh, |
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Where do we go? |
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Where do we go now? |
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Where do we go? |
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Oh, |
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Where do we go now? |
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No, No, No, No, No, No |
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Sweet child, |
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Sweet child of mine. |
