It's a funny kind of feeling, it's got me to the core
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She's dripping from the ceiling, I'm lying naked on the floor
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She's soaking in my skin now, just like the summer's ray
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She's swimming in the gene pool and I'm in her DNA
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(Tell me that you want me, tell me that you care)
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Nothing else much matters
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(Tell me all your secrets, tell me all your fears)
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As if it even should
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(There's something I gotta tell you, something you should know)
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No one else is watching
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We'll be fatal to feel this good
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They're sampling my blood for anything that they can find
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And our friends in conversation say I never was the kind
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(Tell me that you love me, tell me that you care)
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Nothing else much matters
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(Tell me that you notice the flowers in my hair)
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As if it even should
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(There's something I gotta tell you, something you should know)
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No one else is watching
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We'll be fatal to feel this good
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Honey this is something I've never said before, they're words you won't
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soon forget
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Honey this is something I've never done before, so fragile lest we forget,
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we forget
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It's a funny kind of feeling, I'm up against the wall
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She's looking up to heaven and I'm heading for a fall
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Fatal
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| The Clarks |
