| Tell me what you want
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| Tell me what you want, Angelie
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| You’re running through my head, like a melody
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| I think about you all the time
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| I push play and then rewind, endlessly
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| And since I seen your face, I just can’t forget
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| I need you more and more
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| I crave you like a cigarette
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| Standing on your crooked street
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| Silent prayer I repeat, endlessly
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| I will wait, for you
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| Through the night, for you
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| I pay my dues, I sing the blues, I wait for you
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| I wait for your tender touch
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| You’ve become my crutch
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| I’m faithful still
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| You bend my will, Angelie
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| Angelie you fascinate me
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| You’re a mystery
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| You’re original as sin
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| A tattoo on my skin, Angelie
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| I will wait for you
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| Through the night, for you
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| I pay my dues, I sing the blues, I wait for you
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| I wait for your tender touch
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| You’ve become my crutch
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| I’m faithful still
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| You bend my will, Angelie
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| Angelie you fascinate me
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| You’re a mystery |