| Sittin' in front of your house,
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| Like rain in early dawn
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| Workin' on a love letter
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| Got my radio on.
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| Got my eye on your window pane
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| And I smoked a lot of cigarettes.
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| Mercy, mercy but love is strange
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| And you haven’t even kissed me yet.
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| Look comes to push,
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| Push comes to shove,
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| Shove comes to touch,
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| Touch will come to love.
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| Workin' on a love letter,
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| Listenin' to a love song,
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| I’m writing you a love letter, love letter,
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| Got my radio on… radio, radio
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| Hope you get the message baby.
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| I know that you’re gonna let me in.
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| It’s real in your neighborhood
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| And this is more than I’m gonna bend.
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| Why don’t sit waitin'
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| Why don’t behavin'
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| Love’s waiting in the car,
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| In the car and rain now.
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| Workin' on a love letter,
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| Listenin' to a love song,
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| I’m writing you a love letter, love letter,
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| Got my radio on… radio, radio
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| Workin' on a love letter,
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| Listenin' to a love song,
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| I’m writing you a love letter, love letter,
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| Got my radio on… radio, radio |