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Oh, what's in your life, dear Stephanie? |
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What's in your life for me? |
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Aches and pains, they cloud your sight |
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But tired you did, you said you did |
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Oh, what can I say, dear Stephanie? |
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Who shall I next inform? |
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Of love and poetry that you bring |
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Your eyes, your hair, your everything, yeah, uh |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Come on, come on, come on, oow |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Come on, come on, come on, come on |
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What am I now, dear Stephanie? |
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Am I you in disguise? |
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The words, they come so naturally |
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I save them all for Stephanie, yeah, uh |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Come on, come on, now, come on |
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Hey, all right |
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Talk to me all the time |
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From A to Z and in between |
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Say it sweet, all the time |
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All the time, yeah |