The dark eyed,
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brown haired lover,
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From hard time Israel,
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She's looking for a soul to take over,
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She's looking for some love to sell.
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The speed that we go is faster,
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Than everything that's on my mind,
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She's trained to touch your body, baby.
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She's trained to blow your fuckin' mind,
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But you seem to hold on,
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Hold on,
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Hold on,
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Hold on to the love.
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Making love is just a fairy tale,
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And all she ever wanted was to be herself,
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Oh yeah.
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Whoa yeah.
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What, what, what is good for me,
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Is good for her,
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Is good for us in time.
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Tame the transcendental meditation.
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Oh, why.
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Something in my mind is trying to tell me;
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"No it's not the way it's supposed to be,
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If you want her, you're doomed."
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But you say,
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Hold on,
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Hold on,
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Hold on to the love.
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Baby, baby.
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'Cause making love is just a fairy tale,
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And all she ever wanted was to be herself.
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Oah ho.
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Oooa, we got them babies makin' babies.
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And it's not too good a time,
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For your love, baby.
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For your love.
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Oa-ha.
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The dark eyed, brown haired lover
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From hard time Israel,
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Looking for a soul to take over,
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Looking for some love to sell.
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The speed that we go is faster,
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Than anything in soul and mind,
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Trained to touch your body, baby,
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Trained to blow your fuckin' mind,
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But you say,
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Hold on,
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Hold on,
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I say hold on,
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I say hold on,
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Hold on baby,
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To the love, baby.
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Oa-ho
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Making love is just a fairy tale,
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And I say that all you ever wanted was to be yourself.
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Woa yeah,
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Yeah, yeah
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Yeah-ah
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She's your lover, baby.
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She's your lover.
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She's your lover, baby.
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Lover,
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Lover,
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Lover,
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Aaahh.
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Blues In 'E'
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| Seal |
