| I walked twenty blocks to your favorite bakery
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| To pick you up a little treat
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| I know you’re not an early riser
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| After a long night on your feet
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| And this pretty flower’s called a «Saint Paulina»
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| It’s grown in the African wild
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| Ah, baby just to see you smile
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| Baby just to see you smile
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| We could have ourselves a Sunday picnic
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| Spread a blanket on the grass
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| I’ve got a brick of firecrackers
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| Honey, let’s see how long these babies last
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| Oh, there ought to be a law against this
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| Tonight I’d put myself on trial
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| Oh, baby just to see you smile
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| Baby just to see you smile
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| Baby just to see you smile
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| I know you got it in you
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| Oh, what I wouldn’t give you
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| Oh, baby
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| You’ve got the gift that keeps on giving
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| So baby, why you wanna keep it hid?
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| I’ve done so many things that I’m not proud of
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| Only you can make me feel like my old self again
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| And if the moon’s the only light left shining
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| I’d walk a thousand miles
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| Oh, baby just to see you smile
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| Baby just to see you smile
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| Baby just to see you smile
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| You know I’ve got to have it
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| Honey, you could stop the traffic |