| I was merely a soul getting ready to go
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| Having one last talk with my maker
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| He said you’re going to earth for better or worse
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| We’ll see you back here sooner or later
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| So I said to him, as I spread my wings
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| Would you do one thing for me
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| Would you build me a girl from all over the world
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| I promise I’ll always adore you
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| Made in Japan, with the style of Milan, and a smile from California
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| Brazilian walk, a head from New York, and pretty Parisian curls
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| Build me a girl
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| Build me a girl
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| Well the days went by
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| Wondering why, why it was I hadn’t found her
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| I was staring at eyes
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| Smiling at smiles
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| Still I was none the wiser
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| And you know I don’t
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| Don’t mean to impose
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| But I thought we had a deal
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| So calling all women who fit this description
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| If I’m what you’re missing
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| Then please just listen to the wind
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| The clouds they’re all screaming out, they’re trying to bring you to me
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| So do not shut them out
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| Because there is a lady who is made for me
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| Yes, there is a lady who has been made for me |