| I don’t believe in love as a concept
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| It’s certainly not something that you need
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| It’s better flying solo than in company
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| Last man of a slowly dying breed
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| But she’s got you on the hook there, pistelero
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| You swallowed bait and line and sinker, too
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| You deny that you are smitten when the fact is you’ve been bitten
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| By the bug of love, and badly, too
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| Keep preaching to the world that you know the way it works
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| That you’re too smart to get your feelings hurt
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| You can loathe it, you can hate it, but there’s no way to debate it
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| That clearly you are falling in love
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| Do you really think that you can go back to start now
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| And make yourself forget the things you feel
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| That it’s just a tiny hiccup of the heart now
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| You lay behind you, turning on the heel
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| It’s too late for that now, pistelero
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| You played that card, it didn’t go so well
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| So deny it 'till you’re blue, keep on harping «it's not true»
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| But the only one believing you is you
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| You’re preaching to the world that you know the way it works
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| That you’re too smart to get your feelings hurt
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| But you’re forever a romantic, fooling no one with your antics
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| 'Cos clearly you are falling in love
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| She is all you need
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| She is heaven sent
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| You should feel content
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| To just lay back and see
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| Someone shower you with love
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| That you’ll never let go of
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| You can say it isn’t so, try to never let it show
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| You can curse your maker watching from above
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| But instead of trying to avoid it, just surrender and enjoy it
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| 'Cos clearly you are falling in love
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| Yeah, you can loathe it, you can hate it, but there is no way to debate it
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| That clearly you are falling in love
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| Clearly you are falling in love |