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Sip a glass of cold champagne wine |
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The rug that we lie on feels divine |
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And there's no parallel for we two |
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Ecstasy the word of the night |
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Ringing in our ears, we're inflight |
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There's no substitution |
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For what we have |
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No others can have |
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Chorus |
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There's nothing like this |
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There's nothing like this |
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No one could ever have |
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What we have |
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There's nothing like this |
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The lightest conversation has its flow |
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Aural communication, don't you know |
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And I feel quite content right now |
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Stick with me and we'll make history |
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An exclusive pair in love we will be |
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There's no substitution |
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For what we have |
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No others can have |
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There's nothing like this |
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There's nothing like this |
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There's nothing like this |
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Not even remotely like this |
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Chorus |
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Repeat until fade |
