| Slipped through the window by the back door
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| Caught short in transit with my love
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| Jumped up, fell back, cut off from romance,
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| How could I fall without a shove
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| Tip-toed like thunder on my feelings
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| You rock gently with your sighs
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| My knees are weak; |
| my head is reeling
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| Consumed by the fire in your eyes
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| Stepped in and shattered my defences,
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| Just playing hookey with my heart
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| Slipped through my window by the back door
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| And took the keys to my poor heart, yes my poor heart
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| Try as I might, try as I may, yes I’ll try anything to make you stay
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| Cause I need your love, yes I need you love, yes I need your love
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| Oh I need you love,
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| I’m looking high I’m looking low,
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| Can’t find where did my baby, gotta find out why she ranaway
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| I don’t know where did my baby stay,
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| Try as I might try as I may,
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| Yes I’ll try anything to make you stay
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| Fire down the Boulevard d’Amour,
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| Shot through the neon in the night
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| Hot foot through alleys check the door ways
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| Try that old parking lot on Ninth
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| There’s three course kissing in the same place,
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| But that don’t help me out no more,
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| I’ve been away so long and dreaming,
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| Little girl ain’t I seen you before |