Now move a little closer baby
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Don't stand in the road
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There's such a lot of traffic about
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You'll catch your death of cold
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And as you can well imagine
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What with your death on my hands
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Nobody would believe me
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They just wouldn't understand
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Without you knowing
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You got me going
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Without your knowing
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You got me going... (You got me going)
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You got me going... (You got me going)
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All the way
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Now waiting for the bus to come
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Is getting to be a drag
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Time was when it used to get here
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Dead on quarter past
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Now its almost quarter to
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And still it hasn't shown
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By the time I get to your place
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I might just as well have flown
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Without you knowing
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You got me going
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Without your knowing
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You got me going... (You got me going)
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You got me going... (You got me going)
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All the way
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And I don't ever want you to think
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That I'm the sort
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Who has a woman waiting for me
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In every port
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I mean, as far as I know
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I've never been to sea
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Unless you count the time I went out
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In it up to my knees
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And I don't ever want you to think
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That for a start
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I would ever do anything
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To break your heart
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You see, the bond we have between us
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Is enough
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To ensure when we're together
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We are miles away in love
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Now I'm not superstitious
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But if ever I see a cat
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The first thing that I do
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Is check and see it isn't black
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And if on close inspection
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It turns out to be maroon
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I'll breathe a heavy sigh of relief
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And grab you on my broom
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Without you knowing
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You got me going
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Without your knowing
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You got me going... (You got me going)
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You got me going... (You got me going)
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All the way
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You Got Me Going
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Gilbert O'Sullivan |