(Doc Pomus - Mort Shuman)
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Ev'rytime you kiss me
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I'm still not certain that you love me
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Ev'ry time you hold me
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I'm still not certain that you care
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Though you keep on saying
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you really, really, really love me
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do you speak the same words
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To someone else when I'm not there
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Suspicion torments my heart
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Suspicion keeps us apart
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Suspicion why torture me
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Ev'rytime you call me
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and tell me we should meet tomorrow
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I can't help but think that
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you're meeting someone else tonight
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Why should our romance just
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keep on causing me such sorrow?
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Why am I so doubtful
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whenever you're out of sight?
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Darling, if you love me,
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I beg you wait a little longer
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Wait until I drive all
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these foolish fears out of my mind
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How I hope and pray that
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our love will keep on growing stronger
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Maybe I'm suspicious
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'cause true love is so hard to find
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Suspicion
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| Terry Stafford |
