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Why this feeling? Why this glow? |
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Why the thrill when you say hello? |
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It's a strange and tender magic you do |
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Mr. Wonderful, that's you |
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Why this trembling when you speak? |
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Why this joy when you touch my cheek? |
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I must tell you what my heart knows is true |
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Mr. Wonderful, that's you |
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And why this longing to know your charms |
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To spend forever here in your arms? |
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Oh, there's much more I could say |
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But the words keep slipping away |
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And I'm left with only one point of view |
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Mr. Wonderful, that's you |
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One more thing, then I'm through |
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Mr. Wonderful |
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Mr. Wonderful |
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Mr. Wonderful, I love you |
