| Every breath he takes he takes with style
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| You can only have him for a little while, but that’s alright
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| He can break your heart when he holds your hand
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| And make you want to change your plans for just one night
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| And when he takes you in his arms
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| Something else besides his charm holds you there
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| Somethin' that you can’t define
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| That’s got a grip on your mind, but you don’t care
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| He’s the sexiest man alive
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| What a sexy man
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| The beast within has got control
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| With eyes that pry and haunt you soul and won’t be tamed
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| He’s a whisper in a world of shouts
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| And even though you have your doubts you’ll play his game
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| Some might call him a natural man
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| But he don’t care to understand what they may say
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| Attitude you can’t learn from books
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| And when he wants he’s got a look that takes your breath away
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| He’s the sexiest man alive
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| What a sexy man
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| On any street, any town, any time he comes around, there’s somethin' in the air
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| He can hold you close, turn you on
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| And though you know he’ll soon be gone, you just don’t care
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| Could be his style, could be his class
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| That drives you wild ‘til your heart beats faster in your chest
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| He’s the kind of man that you got to try
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| Just one time before you die and forget the rest
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| He’s the sexiest man alive
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| What a sexy man |