Daydreamer, sittin’ on the seat
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Soaking up the sun he is a
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Real lover, makin’ up the past and feeling up his girl like he’s never felt her figure before
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A jaw dropper
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Looks good when he when he walks, he is the subject of their talk
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He would be hard to chase, but good to catch and he could change the world with his hands behind his back, Oh…
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You can find him sittin’ on your doorstep
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Waiting for the surprise
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It will feel like he’s been there for hours
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And you can tell that he’ll be there for life
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Daydreamer, with eyes that make you melt
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He lends his coat for shelter because he’s there for you when he shouldn’t be
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But he stays all the same, waits for you and then sees you through
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There’s no way I could describe him
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All I say is, just what I’m hoping for
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But I will find him sittin’ on my doorstep
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Waiting for the surprise
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It will feel like he’s been there for hours
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And I can tell he’ll be there for life
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And I can tell he’ll be there for life
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Daydreams
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| Adele |
