[Originally by The Beatles]
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Something in the way she moves
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Attracts me like no other lover,
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Something in the way she woos me.
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I don? want to leave her now,
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You know I believe and how.
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Somewhere in her smile she knows
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That I don? need no other lover.
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Something in her style that shows me.
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I don? want to leave her now,
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You know I believe and how.
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You?e asking me will my love grow,
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I don? know, I don? know.
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You stick around now it may show,
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I don? know, I don? know.
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Something in the way she knows
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And all I have to do is think of her,
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Something in the things she shows me.
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I don? want to leave her now,
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You know I believe and how.
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something
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