Face to face, cheek to cheek
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You hear the pounding beat
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Don´t care what´s on my baby´s mind
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Face to face, cheek to cheek
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Let´s leave it just like this
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Right after all is said and done
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Call me a cynic
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I knew it all the while
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Let’s not put the blame
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Why don’t we say there comes a time?
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Once you’re in it
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Try your best to hide
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You count down, ten to one
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Cause when I’m zero you can smile
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Face to face, cheek to cheek
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You hear the pounding beat
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Don´t care what´s on my baby´s mind
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Face to face, cheek to cheek
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Let´s leave it just like this
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Right after all is said and done
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You call me bossy
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A sort of price control
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A script turn in my hand
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I think I´m done in in my role
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I pick the games
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I said I proved the low
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Now pick from me the watch
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Your baby seemed to play along
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Face to face, cheek to cheek
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You hear the pounding beat
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Don´t care what´s on my baby´s mind
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Face to face, cheek to cheek
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That´s the sound of peace
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Right after all is said and done
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Face to face, cheek to cheek
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Do you hear the pounding beat?
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Don´t care what´s on my baby´s mind
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Face to face, cheek to cheek
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That´s the sound of peace
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Right after all is said and done
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Cheek To Cheek
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| Sahara Hotnights |
