| Think me a kiss, whoa, oh
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| Think me a kiss, come on
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| And think me a hug
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| Let me be your cuddle bug
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| When I hear my baby calling
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| Come here, lover, to me
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| I haven’t got a prayer
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| But I’m on my way
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| No matter where she may be
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| Ooby dooby dooby
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| Think me a kiss, whoa, oh
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| Now think me a kiss, come on
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| And think me a hug
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| Let me be your cuddle bug
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| Sometimes when I get lonely
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| Dreaming for her charms
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| Quick as a wink I start to think
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| That I’m right there in her arms
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| Ooby dooby dooby
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| Think me a kiss, come on
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| And think me a kiss, oh
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| Think me a hug
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| Let me me your cuddle bug
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| A few times I have messed up
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| Running around in space
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| She was calling somebody else
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| And I wind up on a wild goose chase
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| Ooh, but I keep on hearing love notes
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| Coming in loud and strong
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| I better find my baby
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| And get home to me
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| Right where I belong
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| Ooby dooby dooby
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| Think me a kiss, come on
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| And think me a kiss, whoa, oh
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| Now think me a hug
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| Let me me your cuddle bug
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| Come on and think
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| Whoa, oh, think me a kiss
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| Think me a kiss
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| Think me a kiss
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| Think me a kiss
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| Think me a kiss |