| I love you, baby, I don’t know why
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| I know you hang out with lots of guys
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| I think you do it to get close to me
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| Yeah, it’s strange enough to be true
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| Well, they may take pictures of you behind
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| But I swing my rocket inside your mind
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| And touch your mammaries whenever I please
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| It’s strange enough to be true
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| Well, I wind my window down, turn my head around
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| See you lookin' right back at me
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| Strange and beautiful, irresistible
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| It sounds incredible, it just might be
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| I wind my window down, turn my head around
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| See you lookin' right back at me
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| Strange and beautiful, irresistible
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| It sounds incredible, it just might be
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| I called for angels, but here you come
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| I stole some kisses behind the club
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| I think that maybe you’re falling for me
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| It’s strange enough to be true
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| Yeah, it’s strange enough to be true |