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(Bob DiPiero/Craig Wiseman) |
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Seventeen |
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Kerilee Baker was setting my dreams on fire |
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Back of the class |
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I was sinking so fast drowning in my own desire |
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I wrote poems and songs and letters, asking her if she'd be mine |
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We graduated that |
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May, until this very day |
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I'm still waiting on her reply |
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Cause you can love somebody(love somebody) you can love somebody |
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Thats a natural fact you can love somebody |
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But the hard part is finding somebody who'll love you back |
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Yeah finding somebody who will love you back |
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Well the years have gone by and |
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I realize |
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Nothing really much has changed |
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Still searching high and low for that single soul |
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Carrying a mutual flame |
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Well I had a few dear near misses |
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Saying they could hear the music play |
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But I marched on believing just to find |
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I was leading another one man parade |
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You can love somebody(love somebody) you can love somebody |
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Thats a natural fact you can love somebody |
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But the hard part is finding somebody who'll love you back |
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Yeah finding somebody who will love you back |
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But I ain't giving up(aint giving up) |
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No it means to much to me(means to much to me) |
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But It's got to be right(so right) |
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In giving as well as receive |
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You can love somebody (love somebody) you can love somebody |
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Thats a natural fact you can love somebody |
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But the hard part is finding somebody who'll love you back |
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Yeah finding somebody who will love you back |