Well baby now that you know
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Maybe I'm a little bit guilty
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When he walks by I hope it don't show
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When my thoughts get a little bit filthy
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But I keep that door closed
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Honey, even if it kills me
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But I guess it don't matter now
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Let's wonder what you'd do
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If I had to tell you
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You had to face the truth
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Then silence is better
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Loving you I always give you whatever
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So how did you get
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Baby I've been talking in my sleep
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I know that you can see it on my face
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But honey all the secrets that I keep
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But now you know there's someone else
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Wish you'd never stand and hear my sleep
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But in reality I know I crossed that line
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Why do my fantasies have to be goodbye, more than talking
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Wish I kept my mouth shut
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In the middle of the night
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When I'm with 'm gonna sleep tight
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Is there something missing in my life
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A little looking don't touch
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Is all that I'm giving
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But maybe I'm too much
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Baby I've been talking in my sleep
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I know that you can see it on my face
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But honey all the secrets that I keep
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But now you know there's someone else
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Wish you'd never stand and hear my sleep
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But in reality I know I crossed that line
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Why do my fantasies have to be goodbye, more than talking
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Talking In My Sleep
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| Chante Moore |
