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Hold onto me please |
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Don't you let go of me |
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Come on over |
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Roll on over |
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I just need to feel you breathe |
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Hold onto me please |
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Don't you let go of me |
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Think on over |
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Roll on over |
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I just need to feel you breathe.... |
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Into my head is out of my mind |
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Then I become a day behind |
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And I can't help but wonder why that some days are the very worst case |
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When I cannot believe that |
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I'm living this way |
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Kiss me tell me its okay and |
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I'll guess it's just a twist of the fate |
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There's a tiny dancer in my bed |
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And she never has too much to say |
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She reminds me of the |
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Danse' Russe |
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When my emotions are wounded |
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Her motions and movements chase the ghosts from me |
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Hold on to me please |
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Don't you let go of me |
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Come on over |
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Roll on over |
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I just need to feel you breathe |
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Hold on to me please |
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Don't you let go of me |
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Come on over |
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Think it over |
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I just need to feel you... |
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Quietly while you sleep |
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Whispering the sweetest things |
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Close those eyes and start the dream' |
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Cause all of this is what you mean to me |
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Come over and |
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I'll show you |
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Shamrocks are an eight-leaf clover |
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Won't you reach up and touch my shoulder |
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And sing to me heavenly |
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Yes, sing for the life of me |
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About a tiny dancer in my bed |
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When she never has too much to say |
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She reminds me of the |
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Danse' Russe |
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When my emotions are wounded |
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Her motions and movements chase the ghosts from me' |
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Cause there's a tiny dancer in my bed |
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And she never has too much to say |
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She reminds me of the |
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Danse' Russe |
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When my emotions are wounded |
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Her motions and movements ... |
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Won't you chase my ghost from me... |
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So much emotion, so much in motion |
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Chase this ghost for me. |