| I don’t need no license
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| To sign on no line
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| And I don’t need no preacher
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| To tell me you’re mine
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| I don’t need no diamonds
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| I don’t need no new bride
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| I just need you, baby
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| To look me in the eyes
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| I know they have a hard time
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| And your daddy don’t approve
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| But I don’t need your daddy
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| Telling us what we should do
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| Now there’s a million questions
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| I could ask about our lives
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| But I only need one answer
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| To get me through the night
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| So I say, baby, can you tell me just where we fit in?
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| I call it love they call it livin' in sin
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| Is it you and me or just this world we live in?
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| I say we’re livin' on love they say we’re livin' in sin
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| Is it right for both our parents
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| Who fight it out most nights
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| Then pray for God’s forgiveness
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| When they both turn out the lights?
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| Or wear that ring of diamonds
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| When your heart is made of stone?
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| You can talk but still say nothing
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| You stay together but alone
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| Or is it right to hold you
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| And kiss your lips goodnight?
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| They say the promise is forever
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| If you sign it on the dotted line
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| Baby, can you tell me just where we fit in?
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| I call it love they call it livin' in sin
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| Is it you and me or just this world we live in?
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| I say we’re living on love they say we’re livin' in sin
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| Baby, can you tell me just where we fit in?
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| I call it love they call it livin' in sin
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| Is it you and me or just this world we live in?
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| We’re living on love or are we livin' in sin?
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| I don’t know just where we fit
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| Sometimes it scares me
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| I don’t know where to begin
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| I don’t know where we fit in
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| Livin' in sin |