Hold onto me please
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Don't you let go of me
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Come on over
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Roll on over
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I just need to feel you breathe
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Hold onto me please
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Don't you let go of me
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Think on over
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Roll on over
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I just need to feel you breathe
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Into my head is out of my mind
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Then I become a day behind
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And I can't help but wonder why
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Some days are the very worst case
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When I cannot believe that I'm living this way
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Kiss me, tell me it's okay
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And I'll guess it's just a twist of the fate
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There's a tiny dancer in my bed
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And she never has too much to say
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She reminds me of the Danse Russe
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When my emotions are wounded
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Her motions and movements chase the ghosts from me
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Hold on to me please
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Don't you let go of me
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Come on over
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Roll on over
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I just need to feel you breathe
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Hold on to me please
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Don't you let go of me
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Come on over
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Think it over
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I just need to feel you
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Quietly while you sleep
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Whispering the sweetest things
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Close those eyes and start the dream
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'Cause all of this is what you mean to me
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Come over and I'll show you
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Shamrocks are an eight-leaf clover
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Won't you reach up and touch my shoulder
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And sing to me heavenly
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Yes, sing for the life of me
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About a tiny dancer in my bed
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When she never has too much to say
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She reminds me of the Danse Russe
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When my emotions are wounded
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Her motions and movements chase the ghosts from me
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'Cause there's a tiny dancer in my bed
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And she never has too much to say
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She reminds me of the Danse Russe
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When my emotions are wounded
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Her motions and movements
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Won't you chase my ghost from me
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Danse Russe
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Hurt |