Sometimes late at night I wake up dreaming
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I reach and feel for her she's too good to be true
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Then I touch the sleeping softness of my angel
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And half asleep she turns to whisper I love you
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She's just too good to be true but she is
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In my arms she reassures me with a kiss
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She's everything I've ever looked for in a woman
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She's just too good to be true but she is
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Each day I go to work seems like forever
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Till that evening sun will bring me home again
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Then she's waiting at the door with her sweet loving
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And tonight she'll be so good to me again
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She's just too good to be true...
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She's just too good to be true but she is
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She's Too Good To Be True
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| Mel Street |
