| I wonder if you’ll notice
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| Exactly how I feel
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| Maybe if we could spend more time together
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| Then you’d discover what I try hard to conceal
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| But you don’t know what I’m talking about
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| I kinda get so excited
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| And I break into a sweat
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| I wish that I could stage the perfect encounter
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| That I just hope to God, I won’t live to regret
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| But you don’t know what I’m talking about
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| 'cause to you, I just don’t exist
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| But you don’t know what I’m talking about
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| 'cause to you, I just don’t exist
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| But you don’t know what I’m talking about
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| 'cause to you, well, I just don’t exist
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| But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)
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| But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)
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| But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)
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| But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)
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| But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)
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| But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh) |