| I was walkin', down the street
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| I was lookin' to someone who was standing there
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| And didn’t seem to really care
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| I was lookin' out the window
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| I was hopin', that the sun would show
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| Didn’t know, didn’t know
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| I was
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby, yeah…
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| I was searchin', for a summer day
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| I was hopin', for someone to say
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| Would you come out?
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| Instead I stood and I pout
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| I was wanting, just another chance
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| To make you, feel my fine romance
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| Didn’t know, want to go
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| I was
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby,
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby, yeah…
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| Want my baby, lookin' for him high and the love, yeah
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| Want my baby, he’s the only way to fly I know, yeah
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| I was searchin' for another day
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| I was hopin', just to see your smilin' face, your smilin' face
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| I was
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby
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| Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby, yeah, yeah…
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| Thinkin' bout my baby, thinkin' about my baby
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| Thinkin' bout my baby, thinkin' about my baby… |