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Wish I could take your lips with me, |
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on the road where ever I'd be. |
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I'd kiss you goodnight in the far off moonlight. |
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Wish I could take your lips with me, |
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listen to your little voice sing along with the radio, |
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a song that someone else wrote. |
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I don't care, I just need you here. |
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Wish I could take your eyes with me, |
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show you all the things I've seen. |
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My favorite Mexican bar open there and big bright stars. |
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Wish I could take your eyes so blue, |
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my second favorite part of you. |
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Probably looking at some other man, |
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southern gentlemen stole your hand. |
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And I'll stand up and I'll keep the mouth shut. |
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And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain don't come too soon. |
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You've got a hand for the taking and I'm 'bout to take it to the moon. |
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And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain don't come too soon. |
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You've got a hand for the taking and I'm 'bout to take it to the moon. |
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and I'm 'bout to take it to the moon. |
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Late night we sing up songs, we sing em slow take em last long. |
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Sparks grow to wild fly, two birds loving on wire. |
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Late night we talk in our sleep, joke about the things that we usually keep. |
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Never been crazy like this, check my eyes and tell me what it is. |
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I'm sick for you and there's nothing I can do. |
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And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain don't come too soon. |
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You've got a hand for the taking and I'm 'bout to take it to the moon. |
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And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain don't come too soon. |
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You've got a hand for the taking and I'm 'bout to take it to the moon. |
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and I'm 'bout to take it to the moon. |
