| At the departure lounge on terminal two
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| At the information desk just waitin' for you
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| Oh honey, you were lookin' so young
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| I knew you had to go but I wanted to come
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| I can’t complain
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| I kissed the sweet lips of desire
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| And at the same time I knew
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| I might never ever see you again
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| I looked in my atlas to see where you were
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| I saw St. Julien, you were very near there
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| I went to the travel agent to find out the fare
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| She said 57 by train and 107 by air
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| I can’t complain
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| I kissed the sweet lips of desire
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| And at the same time I knew
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| I might never ever see you again
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| I can’t complain
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| I kissed the sweet lips of desire
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| And at the same time I knew
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| I might never ever see you again
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| Now my friends, they all talk about the same thing
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| I’m sure they don’t know what true lovin' is
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| 'Cause when I kissed you, honey
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| I saw all those things
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| Like stars and the lights and the rainbow’s ends
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| I can’t complain
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| I kissed the sweet lips of desire
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| And at the same time I knew
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| I might never ever see you again
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| I can’t complain
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| I kissed the sweet lips of desire
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| No, no, on I can’t complain
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| You know I can’t complain
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| I just can’t complain |