So you like walking through the park
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On those hazy summer days
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And lying underneath the stars
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On the shore beside the waves
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You say you like stormy afternoons
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Girl the crazy thing is I do too
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Oh, I think I could love the likes of you
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You like to drink your coffee black
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And you'd rather read than watch TV
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No you don't see too much of that
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But it sounds a lot like me
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You say you like to dance under the moon
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The way the morning sun lights up the room, me too
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Oh, I think I could love the likes of you
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No doubt about it baby, I think I like what I see
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I never met anyone like you, it's like it was meant to be
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You say you like stormy afternoons
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And girl the crazy thing is I do too
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Oh, I think I could love the likes, I think I could love the likes
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I think I could love the likes of you
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The Likes Of You
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| Mark Wills |
