| When she was three
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| Her Barbies always did it on the first date
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| Now she’s with me
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| There’s never any need for them to demonstrate
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| She’s like a baby, I’m like a cat;
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| When we are happy, we both get fat and still
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| It’s never enough, It’s never enough
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| It’s never enough
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| But I don’t tend to worry 'bout the things that other people say
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| And I’m learning that I wouldn’t want it any other way
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| Call me crazy but it really doesn’t matter
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| All that matters to me is she
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| Her life in a nutshell
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| No way would she want it to change me
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| It’s not that easy cause
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| My time is often decided for me
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| For me
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| She memorized every pencil crayon color in the box
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| Her blue-green eyes complement the burnt sienna in her locks
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| She’s at the movies, I’m on the phone;
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| When we’re separated, we’re never alone, but still
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| It’s never enough, It’s never enough
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| No it’s never enough
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| I fell down with no one there to catch me from falling
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| Then she came 'round
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| And only her tenderness stopped me from bawling my eyes out
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| I’m OK, and that’s why |