| In the silence of the side street
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| In the whisper of the night
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| From the darkness of the empty hours
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| To the early morning light
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| From the hustle down on main street
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| With all it’s lights so bright
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| To the trucker on the highway
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| Pressing through the night
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| I can hear you heartbeat
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| I can hear you heartbeat
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| Girl, the sound of you is so sweet
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| To me
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| And i’m sailing on your wind song
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| Oh, i can feel the summer breeze
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| You’ve got me walking on my tiptoes
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| You’ve got me standing on my knees
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| From the mills way down in pittsburgh
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| To the clubs of gay paris
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| Ah, no matter where i roam, girl
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| You can always get to me
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| I can hear you heartbeat
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| I can hear you heartbeat
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| Girl, the sound of you is so sweet
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| To me
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| We got freezing coca-cola
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| We got anything you want
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| I moving on that back beat
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| Girl, but it’s you that sings the song
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| 'cos i can hear you heartbeat
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| I can hear you heartbeat
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| The sound of you is so sweet
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| To me
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| Oh i still hear your heartbeat
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| Yea i still hear your heartbeat
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| Girl, the sound of you is so sweet
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| To me |