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When She Kisses Me
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Well, she was born in the winter
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When the sun shines so pale.
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Whereas I was born in the spring
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In case you can't tell
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In case you can't tell.
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But when she kisses me
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That's when the maple tree meets the honey bee.
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When she kisses me
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When she kisses me.
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Now, they don't last long and they're not hot.
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And they're not the wettest kisses I ever got.
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I open my eyes and where is she? (well, she?)
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She still don't know what she does to me
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When she kisses me, I still react
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My eyes stay closed long after the fact
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When she kisses me
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When she kisses me.
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All right, yeah yeah
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Whoa oh yeah yeah
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What I say?
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When she kisses me
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When she kisses me.
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Well, I swoon and I lean cause I can't stand erect
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She thinks I'm swoonin' just for special effect.
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No, I swoon and I linger, so delighted.
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When she kisses me I still get so excited
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After all this time
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And when she kisses me, I feel ecstatic
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She thinks that's just me bein' overdramatic
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When she kisses me
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When she kisses me.
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All right, yeah yeah
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Whoa oh yeah yeah
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What I say?
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When she kisses me
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When she kisses me.
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When She Kisses Me
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| Jonathan Richman |
