The way you make love to me matches up perfectly
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With pictures that I've always carried around in my mind
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Honey you got it all
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There's nobody like you, I just don't love you, that's all
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And I try to make love to you to match it all perfectly
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With pictures that you'd always carried around in your mind
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But I couldn't make the fall
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There's nobody like you, I just don't love you, that's all
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And I'd rather hurt myself
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Than to ever cause you pain
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I feel like I'm stealing away with the sunshine
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Leaving you stuck in the rain
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The way you make love to me matches up perfectly
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With pictures that I've always carried around in my mind
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Honey you got it all
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There's nobody like you, I just don't love you, that's all
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And l'd rather hurt myself
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THERE¡¯S NOBODY LIKE YOU
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| Roger Miller |
