| Though there were men before me
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| That held you in their arms
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| With a love so hot and getting hotter
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| They’re setting off fire alarms
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| Though their were girls before you
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| I don’t remember their names
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| Ain’t it a beautiful thing to watch our love, or season change
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| Every night when I lay you down, lay you down to sleep
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| You know, I’m thanking the lord for blessing you with hockey teeth
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| Though you might’ve had plans
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| Those plans are all in the past
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| Who among us could know
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| That our love would come and grow so very fast
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| Seems like we got in your car
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| And drove that car to the beach
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| And ever since that day
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| Never very far away, or out of reach
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| Every night when I lay you down, lay you down to sleep
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| You know I’m thanking the lord for blessing you with hockey teeth
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| Every morning when we wake up and our lips meet
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| You know I’m thanking the lord for blessing you with hockey teeth |