I kiss the boys and make them cry
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My lips aren't in it
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My heart knows why
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The earth stopped moving when you said goodbye
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Yeah it's sad but true
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You see they hold me close
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They squeeze me tight
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They try to love me with all there might
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But I go home alone every night
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No matter what they do
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There's something missin' in the kissin'
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There's no get up in the go
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There's no angel choir singing
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There's no fire down below
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There's no oohin' in the woohin'
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No stickin' in the glue
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There's something missin' in the kissin'
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And that something missin' is you
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They spend their money
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Down to their last dime
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They get me tipsy on expensive wine
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They might get to first base with their come-on lines
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But in the end they always lose
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There's something missin' in the kissin'
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There's no get up in the go
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There's no angel choir singing
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There's no fire down below
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There's no oohin' in the woohin'
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No stickin' in the glue
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There's something missin' in the kissin'
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And that somthing missin' is you
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Help me boys
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There's no sugar in the coffee
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No cherry in the pie
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There's no butter on the biscuit
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No apple in my eye
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There's no chicken in the oven
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There's no beef in the stew
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There's something missin' in the kissin'
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And that something missin' is you
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There's no angel choir singing
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There's no oohin' in the woohin'
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No sticking in the glue
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There's something missin' in the kissin'
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And that something missin', that something missin', that something missin' is you
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Somethin' Missin' In The Kissin'
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| Sherrie Austin |
