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Your fingertips...your fingertips |
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Sometimes I feel it burning |
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That deep and primal yearning |
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I feel it burn, burn, burning |
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I try live without it |
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But then I think about |
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Those fingertips, those fingertips, those fingertips |
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Chorus: |
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Anyone will do, anyone will do |
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Could be you |
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It's in the way they move and |
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They catch that simple groove and |
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They tell a story all their own about the human |
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heart alone |
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I try to get a grip but I find I always slip on fingertips |
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Those fingertips, those fingertips |
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Chorus |
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Chorus |
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Sometimes I get so lonely |
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The time it passes slowly, so so so slowly |
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I know I'm just a fool |
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'Cause they're writing all the rules |
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Those fingertips, those fingertips, those fingertips |
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Chorus |
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Whoever, whoever you are |
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I got my light on |
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Whenever, whenever you can |
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I'll be there I swear |
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I swear... |
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Let it be me |
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Let me be your love |