| You’re stuck like a melody in my head
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| I keep on dancing to beat of your song
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| Your words are the lyric I can’t forget
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| Full of soul like a classic Armstrong
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| And I don’t think that I’ll ever be
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| Sick of hearing your song on repeat
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| I could listen an eternity
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| Till I know every harmony
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| And I’ll sing along, along to my stereo
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| Pick up stuff, and hold it like a microphone
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| Make you feel the words
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| Just like I rehearsed
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| And I’ll dance along, along to my stereo
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| Make up moves, just so I can let you know
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| I don’t mind the key
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| You’re the perfect melody
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| Your touch struck a chord inside my heart
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| So in tune with the ones I’m playing
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| You made it boring to listen to the charts
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| Because they’re trying to sing about you
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| But they don’t know you the way that I do
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| And I don’t think that I’ll ever be
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| Sick of hearing your song on repeat
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| I could listen an eternity
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| Till I know every harmony
|
| And I’ll sing along, along to my stereo
|
| Pick up stuff, and hold it like a microphone
|
| Make you feel the words
|
| Just like I rehearsed
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| And I’ll dance along, along to my stereo
|
| Make up moves, just so I can let you know
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| I don’t mind the key
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| You’re the perfect melody |