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He could be a sinner, or a gentleman |
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He could be a preacher when your soul is damned |
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He could be a lawyer on a witness stand |
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But he'll never love you like I can, can |
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He could be a stranger you gave a second glance |
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He could be a trophy of a one night stand |
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He could have your humour, but I don't understand |
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'Cause he'll never love you like I can, can, can |
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Why are you looking down all the wrong roads? |
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When mine is the heart and the salt of the soul |
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There may be lovers who hold out their hands |
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But they'll never love you like I can, can, can |
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They'll never love you like I can, can |
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A chance encounter of circumstance |
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Maybe he's a mantra keeps your mind entranced |
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He could be the silence in this mayhem, but then again |
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He'll never love you like I can, can, can |
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Why are you looking down all the wrong roads? |
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When mine is the heart and the salt of the soul |
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There may be lovers who hold out their hands |
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But they'll never love you like I can, can, can |
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They'll never love you like I can, can, can |
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They'll never love you like I can, can, can |
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We both have demons, that we can't stand |
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I love your demons, like devils can |
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If you're self-seeking an honest man |
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Then stop deceiving, |
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Lord, please |
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Why are you looking down all the wrong roads? |
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When mine is the heart and the salt of the soul |
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There may be lovers who hold out their hands |
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But they'll never love you like I can, can, can |
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They'll never love you like I can, can, can |
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They'll never love you like I can, can, can |
