You're staring at your phone all day
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Waiting for a text to come
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From a boy that barely knows your name,
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But you think that he's the one.
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You know that I'm a friend of yours,
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I wanna tell it like it is
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But mate it's so hard to explain it
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You're so much better than this
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[Chorus:]
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No, you can't make somebody love you
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If you can't make the pieces fit
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No, you can't make somebody love you
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So mate, just get over it
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Oh oh ooohh
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Oh oh ooohhhhh
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Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh
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You sit where you can see him
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Two rows back in class each day
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But he never seems to notice you
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Or ever look your way
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[Chorus:]
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No, you can't make somebody love you
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If you can't make the pieces fit
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No, you can't make somebody love you
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So mate, just get over it
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[Chorus:]
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No, you can't make somebody love you
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If you can't make the pieces fit
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No, you can't make somebody love you
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So mate, just get over it
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Oh oh ooohh
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Oh oh ooohhhhh
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Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh
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No, you can't make somebody love you
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If you can't make the pieces fit
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No, you can't make somebody love you
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So mate...
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Woaaahh
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No, you can't make somebody love you
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If you can't make the pieces fit
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No, you can't make somebody love you
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So mate, just get over it
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Oh oh ooohh
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Oh oh ooohhhhh
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Oh oh ooohh woahwoahwoahwoaaahh
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Get Over It
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Dionne Bromfield |