Sometimes late at night I wake up dreamin'
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I reach and feel for her, she's too good to be true
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And then I touch the sleepin' softness of my woman
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And, half asleep, she turns to whisper, I love you
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Yes, she's too good to be true but she is
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And in my arms she reassures me with a kiss
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And she's everything I've wanted in a woman
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Yes, she's too good to be true but she is
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Each day I go to work it's like forever
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Till that evenin' sun will bring me home again
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But then she's waitin' at the door with her sweet lovin'
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And tonight she'll be so good to me again
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Yes, she's too good to be true but she is
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And in my arms she reassures me with a kiss
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And she's everything I've wanted in a woman
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Yes, she's too good to be true but she is
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Yes, she's too good to be true but she is
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She's Too Good To Be True
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| Marty Robbins |
