| There’s no rhyme and there’s no reason
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| When you roll around and talk in silly accents
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| It’s unbelievable and hysterical when
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| You leaned in to kiss me and gave me a black eye
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| But since then my vision’s so clear
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| We don’t have to try
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| 'Cause it comes so naturally
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| It’s our original love
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| 'Cause no one gets me like you
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| I can’t get enough
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| 'Cause I light up when I see you
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| Original love
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| You’re the bee’s knees, sweetie
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| Our own kind of love
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| I feel miserable
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| It’s indescribable when the smell of your shirt starts to fade away
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| The long distance, it’s a bitch when
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| I’m making funny faces but you’re not here
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| To make them back at me
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| I wish you could hear me laugh uncontrollably
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| It’s our original love
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| 'Cause no one gets me like you
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| I can’t get enough
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| 'Cause I light up when I see you
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| Original love
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| You’re the bee’s knees, sweetie
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| Our own kind of love
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| I like the taste of your sweat
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| You rock the beat of my heart
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| Your song’s stuck in my head
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| It’s our original love
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| It’s our original love
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| It’s our original
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| It’s our original love
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| 'Cause no one gets me like you
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| I can’t get enough
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| 'Cause I light up when I see you
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| Original love
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| You’re the bee’s knees, sweetie
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| Our own kind of love |