I've done my best to forget you
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Dumped your perfume down my drain
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My telephone is always in use, new day and bight
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You've got a weird conception of love
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Like a rocket, I am ready to fly
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Back lit so you can't see their faces
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Your replacement is everywhere
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Brown bodies just a little too wide prance around
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O.K., let's say my judgement was poor
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Give me one more chance
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And like a rocket, I will fly to your side
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You've got a hold of my heart
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You've got a hold of my heart
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You've got a hold of my heart
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In fact, I've done my very best to forget you
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And in fact, I failed
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And like a rocket, I will fly to your side
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You've got a hold of my heart
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You've got a hold of my heart
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You've got a hold of my heart
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The grass is greener on the other side
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That's what some old guy said
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But I know that old guy must have lied
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Or he was out of his head
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You've got a hold of my heart
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You've got a hold of my heart
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You've got a hold of my heart
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You've Got A Hold Of My Heart
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| Sparks |
