| I wear my horse print dress
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| And though my hair’s still wet
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| You kiss me on my neck
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| I haven’t told anybody yet
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| We spend our days and night
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| Lying by firelight
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| And your pretty eyes, looking at me so bright
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| Like I’m your one delight
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| You’ve got me spinning, spinning out
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| Don’t think that I can let go now
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| Baby
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| I’m tickled with your love
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| I’m flying
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| Spin this kaleidoscope round
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| 'cause I don’t want to come down
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| I wear my lipstick pressed
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| Maraschino cherry red
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| And we wear our hair a mess
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| ‘Cause we just got out of bed
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| This isn’t my first romance
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| But it hit me like an avalanche
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| I tried to talk about it on the phone
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| But you’re so different from the ones I’ve known
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| Ooh, you’ve got me spinning
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| I don’t think I can let go now
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| Baby
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| I’m tickled with your love
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| I’m flying
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| Spin this kaleidoscope round
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| 'Cause I don’t want to come down
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| How can I just let you go?
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| When I don’t want to come down
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| Spin this kaleidoscope round
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| What you give
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| What you get
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| What you give
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| What you get
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| What you give
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| What you get
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| What you give
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| Oh, I can’t let you go
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| And baby, I’m tickled with your love
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| I’m flying
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| I don’t want to come down
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| Don’t think I’ll ever come down
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| Ahh, ahh
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| I’m flying
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| I don’t want to come down
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| Don’t never let me come down |