Most girls, wish that they had your eyes
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And boys secretly fantasize
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But me I am just mesmerized
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By your every word and movement
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You are as close as a girl can be
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To ideal somehow you disagree
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The whole world sees perfection but all you see
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Is room for more improvement
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Silly girl, pretty girl
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Do you not see
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What a spell your sweet love has cast on me
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And girl, I pray that never will this trance be broken
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I melt, in your mouth when you talk to me
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I wanna kiss you so slow, so sweet
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You are, the book that i want to read
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In braille cover to cover
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You're so deep inside
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You're my DNA
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You're how tall i am
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You're how much i weigh
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You're the reason someone had to pen the phrase:
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"To know her is to love her"
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Silly girl pretty girl
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Do you not see
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What a spell your sweet love has cast on me
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And Girl, i pray that never will this trance be broken
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Everything you do is like a movie scene
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Every pose you strike is from some magazine
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And i want to turn your pages
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Silly girl pretty girl
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Do you not see
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What a spell your sweet love has cast on me
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Silly girl pretty girl
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Do you not see
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What a spell your sweet love has cast on me
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And girl, i pray that never will this trance be broken
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No no, no no
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Silly girl pretty girl
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Do you not see
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What a spell your sweet love has cast on me
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And girl, I pray that never will this trance be broken
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Pretty Girl
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| David Ryan Harris |
