Though I've tried
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before to tell her
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Of the feelings
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I have for her in my heart
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Every time that I come near her
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I just lose my nerve
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As I've done from the start
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Every little thing
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she does is magic
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Everything she do
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just turns me on
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Even though my life
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before was tragic
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Now I know my love
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for her goes on
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Do I have to tell the story
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Of a thousand rainy days
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since we first met
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It's a big enough umbrella
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But it's always me
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that ends up getting wet
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Every little thing
|
she does is magic
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Everything she do
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just turns me on
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Even though my life
|
before was tragic
|
Now I know my love
|
for her goes on
|
I resolve to call her up
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a thousand times a day
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And ask her if she'll marry me
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in some old fashioned way
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But my silent fears
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have gripped me
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Long before
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I reach the phone
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Long before
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my tongue has tripped me
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Must I always be alone?
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Every little thing
|
she does is magic
|
Everything she do
|
just turns me on
|
Even though my life
|
before was tragic
|
Now I know my love
|
for her goes on
|
Every little thing
|
she does is magic
|
Everything she do
|
just turns me on
|
Even though my life
|
before was tragic
|
Now I know my love
|
for her goes on
|
could
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never be loved
|
White guts
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white wall tires
|
floor plush
|
it's so fire
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brains blowed sittin on dubs
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come through could
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never be loved
|
White guts
|
white wall tires
|
floor plush
|
it's so fire
|
brains blowed sittin on dubs
|
come through could
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never be loved
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C a d i l l a c you and me
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will grey so cleanly
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C a d i l l a c blowing smoke
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so high and freely
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C a d i l l a c you and me uh
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blowing smoke so high and freely
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Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic
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| Sting & The Police |
