| I can hear how you work, practising hard
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| Playing night and day, woah woah
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| And it sounds better now
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| Yes, you improve every time you play, woah woah
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| But it’s bad
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| You’re so sad
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| And you’re only smiling
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| When you play your violin
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| Dum dum diddle, to be your fiddle
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| To be so near you and not just hear you
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| Dum dum diddle, to be your fiddle
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| I think then maybe you’d see me, baby
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| You’d be mine
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| And we’d be together all the time
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| Wish I was, dum dum diddle, your darling fiddle
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| But I think you don’t know that I exist
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| I’m the quiet kind, woah woah
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| From the day when I first listened to you
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| You’ve been on my mind, woah woah
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| You don’t care
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| It’s not fair
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| And you’re only smiling
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| When you play your violin
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| Dum dum diddle, to be your fiddle
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| To be so near you and not just hear you
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| Dum dum diddle, to be your fiddle
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| I think then maybe you’d see me, baby
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| You’d be mine
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| And we’d be together all the time
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| Dum dum diddle, to be your fiddle
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| To be so near you and not just hear you
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| Dum dum diddle, to be your fiddle
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| I think then maybe you’d see me, baby
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| You’d be mine
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| And we’d be together all the time
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| Wish I was, dum dum diddle, your darling fiddle |