Do I have to come right out
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and say it,
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Tell you that you look so fine?
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Do I have to come right out
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and ask you to be mine?
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If it was a game I could play it,
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Trying to make it
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but I'm losing time
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I got to bring you in,
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you're overworking my mind.
|
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Indecision is crowding me,
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I have no room to spare
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And I can't believe she cared
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Like a dream she has taken me
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And now I don't know where
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And a part of me is scared
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The part of me I shared
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Once before.
|
|
Do I have to come right out
|
and say it,
|
Tell you that you look so fine?
|
Do I have to come right out
|
and ask you to be mine?
|
|
Indecision is crowding me,
|
I have no room to spare
|
And I can't believe she cared
|
Like a dream she has taken me
|
And now I don't know where
|
And a part of me is scared
|
The part of me I shared
|
Once before.
|
|
Do I have to come right out
|
and say it, girl
|
Tell you that you look so fine?
|
Do I have to come right out
|
and ask you to be mine?
|
If it was a game I could play it,
|
Trying to make it
|
but I'm losing time
|
I got to bring you in,
|
you're overworking my mind.
|
|
Do I have to come right out
|
and say it, girl
|
Tell you that you look so fine?
|
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Do I Have To Come Right Out And Say It
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| Neil Young |
