| She slips your wedding band off of her trembling hand
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| While I wipe the teardrops off her face
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| I’m not stealing her from you just doing what she wants me to
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| And I can’t help it if she can’t stop loving me
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| I can’t help it if she can’t stop loving me
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| I can’t stop her if that’s where she wants to be
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| There must be something here she really needs
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| And I can’t help it if she can’t stop loving me
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| Somehow she can’t resist the warmth of my two lips
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| And how I used to hold her when she was mine
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| She’s tried to close the door but keeps coming back for more
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| And I can’t help it if she can’t stop loving me
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| I can’t help it if she can’t stop loving me
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| I can’t stop her if that’s where she wants to be
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| There must be something here she really needs |