(Supa)
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I see you every day walking down the avenue
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I'd like to get to know you but all I do is smile at you.
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Oh baby, when it comes to talking my tongue gets so tight
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This sidewalk love affair has got me high as a kite
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Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
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Well I'm a slow walker but girl I'd race a mile for you
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Just to get back in time for my peek-a-boo rendezvous
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Well baby maybe it's the way you wear your blue jeans so tight
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I can't put my finger on what you're doing right
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Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
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Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
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Well I'm standing on a corner smiling by a telephone
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I'd like to check you over, get to know you with a fine tooth comb
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Oh baby, when I get home I turn out the light
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And then you come a strolling through my dreams every night
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Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
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Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
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Something 'Bout You Baby I Like
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