(Wang Chung)
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On her televison, on her mamma's radio
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She could paint a picture
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More alive than all she ought to know
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Her imagination running wild, she let it grow
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In her imagination
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Oh she felt she loved him so
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Chorus:
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The eyes of the girl are following me
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Looking for the man that she pinned on me
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The tears for a love that could never be
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Now it's all over
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They're raining on me
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Oh it's raining
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It's an empty world with a lifetime on your hands
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Oh we must believe that
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Something someone somewhere understands
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Our imagination wants to capture what we feel
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In our imagination
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Everything is real
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Repeat Chorus
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Tears fall from the eyes of the girl
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And the girl is watching me
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Tears fall from the eyes of the girl
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And the girl is watching me
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Baby, please release me from the power of your mind
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Baby, please release me, leave this crazy scheme behind
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Baby, please release me
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Baby, please release me
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Repeat Chorus
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Tears fall from the eyes of the girl
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And the girl is watching me
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Eyes Of The Girl
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| Wang Chung |
