| I can’t imagine
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| Where we’d be without the distractions, oh no
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| You know we’re magic
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| So maybe love will come if we quit asking
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| And let it happen
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| I’ll be around, ‘round, ‘round
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| I’ll be around, ‘round, ‘round
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| I’ll be around, ‘round, ‘round
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| I can be your dispatch man
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| Let me be your dispatch man
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| I know just what to say
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| And you love the way I say
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| So how ‘bout I come and say it to you, to you?
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| I know just what to say
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| And you love the way I say
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| So how ‘bout I come and say it to you, to you?
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| You hate to see it
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| Friends will never say what they were thinking (They don’t say)
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| So they said nothing at all
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| Yeah, I was pulling up when you were going
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| Opened up when you were closing the door (The door)
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| Not anymore
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| I’ll be around, ‘round, ‘round
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| I’ll be around, ‘round, ‘round (You know I’m around)
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| I’ll be around, ‘round, ‘round
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| I can be your dispatch man
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| Let me be your dispatch man
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| I know just what to say (What to say)
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| And you love the way I say (To you babe)
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| So how ‘bout I come and say it to you, to you?
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| I know just what to say
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| And you love the way I say
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| So how ‘bout I come and say it to you, to you? |