| LET’S NOT BE THE ONES OUTSIDE
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| LOOKING AT THE WORLD GO BY SAW YOU STANDING ALL ALONE
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| WASTED TIME HAS GONE FOR GOOD
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| PLAY NO MORE IT’S UNDERSTOOD
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| COME TO THE TWILIGHT ZONE,
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| LET ME FEEL YOUR SACRED HAND
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| LIKE A FEATHER ON THE SAND.
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| ONLY MADE OF GOOD
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| YOU CAN MAKE ME FEEL A KING
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| AND SURRENDER EVERYTHING
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| A FIRE CAN’T CONTROL
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| HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN
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| STRANGERS DOWN A LONELY LANE
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| WE CAN STIL SURVIVE,
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| DRIFTWOOD ON THE STREAM OF LIFE
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| HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN
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| LET ME TOUCH YOUR VELVET SKIN
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| NO MORE LONELY NIGHTS
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| ON THE WAY OF NO RETURN
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| PLAY ME THE BOLERO
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| SEE YOU MYSTERY IN YOUR EYES
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| AND THE EMOTION IN YOUR LIES
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| I FEEL THE MAGIC IN YOUR TOUCH
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| 'CAUSE THE VOITING IF TOO MUCH
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| HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN
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| STRANGERS DOWN A LONELY LANE
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| WE CAN STIL SURVIVE,
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| DRIFTWOOD ON THE STREAM OF LIFE
|
| HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN
|
| LET ME TOUCH YOUR VELVET SKIN
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| NO MORE LONELY NIGHTS
|
| ON THE WAY OF NO RETURN
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| PLAY ME THE BOLERO
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| BOLERO!
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| — MUSIC —
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| PLAY ME THE BOLERO
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| OH, BOLERO
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| HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN
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| STRANGERS DOWN A LONELY LANE
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| WE CAN STIL SURVIVE,
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| DRIFTWOOD ON THE STREAM OF LIFE
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| HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN. |