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Well the night is young |
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And the stars are out |
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And your eyes are all aglow |
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And you say you feel |
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Ways you've never felt |
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But are you sure, make sure you're sure |
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Well, the wine is sweet |
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And the music sways |
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And your lips are so divine |
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And you say you know |
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That you're falling in love |
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Now, let's be mature, make sure you're sure |
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I'm not accustomed to wearing my feelings |
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In a place that's so obvious to see |
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But if eyes don't lie |
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There's a chance that you are not fooling yourself |
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And me |
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Well the night is through |
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And the sun's come out |
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And so too has your lovely smile |
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And you vow to stay |
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In these arms always |
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Can you endure, now are you sure |
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Love can be so insecure |
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So please be sure |
