| Just 'cause I wake up, and I call your name
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| That doesn’t mean I’m in love
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| And I don’t remember what it was I was dreaming of
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| I really bet she did something to me
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| I couldn’t tell you a whole lot more than that
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| I don’t have a clue, I wish I knew
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| She felt the same as me, with love and mystery
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| I can’t put my finger on it, must have been something she said
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| I can’t put my finger on it, what was it that she did
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| I can’t explain it, but I know that there was something there
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| Something there
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| One conversation to pass the night away
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| That doesn’t mean I’m in love
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| And I can’t remember what it was we were speaking of
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| But even after the memories faded
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| That conversation is somewhere in my mind
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| I wish I knew, what did she do to have such a hold on me
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| And I love her mystery
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| I can’t put my finger on it, must have been something she said
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| I can’t put my finger on it, what was it that she did
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| I can’t explain it, but I know that there was something there
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| Something there
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| I must have noticed a glance or a word
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| Or a certain smile, or whisper that I heard
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| I find myself in a different world and I don’t know why
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| But even after the memories faded
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| That conversation is somewhere in my mind
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| I wish I knew, what did she do to have such a hold on me
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| And I love her mystery
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| I can’t put my finger on it, must have been something she said
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| I can’t put my finger on it, what was it that she did
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| I can’t explain it, but I know that there was something there
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| Something there
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| I can’t put my finger on it, must have been something she said
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| I can’t put my finger on it, what was it that she did
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| I can’t explain it, but I know that there was something there
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| Something there |