Give me, give me, give me a moment to show you
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That what they say about second parties is not true
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And give me, give me, give me a little hole there in your navel
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To show you that what I tell you is true, what I explain to you
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What I describe in these prose are the most beautiful things I have written to you
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If even my vain soul is jealous
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Of the things I ask of you
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Oh... I don't want na, na...
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Just steal the secrets from your pillow
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What did you leave?
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And if I want more
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Well, I sleep on the side of your bed
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that still misses you
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And ask where will you go?
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If the little corner of this heart
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I'll leave it to you reserve
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Tell me if it will come, I know
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next time will be better
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If we already know each other
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No matter what happened between you and me...
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What happened, happened and it's over now...
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No matter what we both said…
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And since you're here, then stay a little longer...
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Give me, give me, give me a moment to show you
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That what they say about second parties is not true
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And give me, give me, give me a little hole there in your navel
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To show you that what I tell you is true, what I explain to you
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What I describe in these prose are the most beautiful things I have written to you
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If even my vain soul is jealous
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Of the things I ask of you
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There are plenty of questions
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You and I never fail
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maybe we misunderstood
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But I was able to pick up
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The remnants of memories to sew them
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I was weaving the polka dots of your body
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And entangling your caresses with my hair
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And plucking my eyelashes out of desire
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That you came back, that we already know each other...
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No matter what happened between you and me...
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What happened, happened and it's over now...
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No matter what we both said…
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And since you're here, then stay a little longer...
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And give me, give me, give me a moment to show you
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That what they say about second parties is not true
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And give me, give me, give me a little hole there in your navel
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To show you that what I tell you is true, what I explain to you
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What I describe in these prose are the most beautiful things I have written to you
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If even my vain soul is jealous
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Of the things I ask of you
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Behind your goodbye the door did not close
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Maybe it was your intention to leave it open
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And today I feel that life has finally listened to me
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And you have come back here to my life without delay
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Because when I asked you to come back
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I prayed to my little saints so that they would listen to me
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And you're finally here and today I've realized
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That I was also right to leave it open
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Tell me if you were or not
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Lost in your room, alone and wanting to see me
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Or maybe you were or not
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Covering your loneliness with someone who came to see you
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Give me, give me, give me a moment to show you
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That what they say about second parties is not true
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And give me, give me, give me a little hole there in your navel
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To show you that what I tell you is true, what I explain to you
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What I describe in these prose are the most beautiful things I have written to you
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If even my vain soul is jealous
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Of the things I ask of you
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No matter what happened between you and me...
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No matter what we both said…
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No matter what happened between you and me...
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No matter what we both said
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(Thanks to Hakimpsg for these lyrics) |