| A perfect night in New York City
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| I feel alive and kinda pretty
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| On this sunny Sunday evening
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| Where no worse is being done
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| I put my feet here on the ground
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| You make me something turn around
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| As I pass an empty square no one can see
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| 'Cause no one’s there
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| But when you walk on by
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| Through city lights
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| I’m on fire
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| You’re like dynamite
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| You walk like a lion, yellow man
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| I see myself holding your hand
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| You mesmerize me as I come undone
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| You warm me like the sun
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| Even your walk has its own groove
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| That crawls me deeply into you
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| I don’t know where you’re coming from
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| You’ve got my heart beat like a drum
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| 'Cause when you walk on by
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| Through city lights
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| Baby, I’m on fire
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| You’re like dynamite
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| Yeah when you walk on by
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| Through city lights
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| I’m on fire
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| 'Til you’re out of sight
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| (There he goes, he walks into the shining light)
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| There he goes
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| (Yeah we know that this is love at first sight)
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| Follow you
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| (There he goes, he walks into the shining light)
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| There he goes, there he goes
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| (Yeah we know that this is love at first sight)
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| (Where do you go? Where do you go?)
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| (Where do you go? Where do you go?)
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| (Where do you go?) 'Til you’re out of sight
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| (Where do you go? Where do you go?)
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| (Where do you go? Where do you go?)
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| Baby, I’m on fire
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| (Where do you go?)
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| Baby, I’m on fire
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| When you walk on by
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| Through city lights, yeah
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| Baby, I’m on fire |