| Oh little sweetie pie, you’re so precious
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| Gonna draw big love hearts on your letters
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| With your dark, dark eyes and your black, black hair
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| You’re more than I can possibly humanly bare
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| But I won’t try making you mine
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| 'cause I’d be wasting my time
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| That much is so damn clear
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| I won’t try making you mine
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| 'cause I’d be wasting my time
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| You’re outta my league, you’re outta my league dear
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| Oh baby baby baby make me a deal
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| Just tell me tell me tell me how you feel
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| I know I ain’t good enough, good enough for you
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| Not fit to drink mud from outta your shoes
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| So I won’t try making you mine
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| 'cause I’d be wasting my time
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| That much is so damn clear
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| I won’t try making you mine
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| 'cause I’d wasting my time
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| You’re outta my league, you’re outta my league dear
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| Will you burst my bubble, will you burn me down?
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| Will you knock me out, will you bring me round?
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| Would you kiss me back from the brink of death?
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| Would you sacrifice one good clean breath?
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| So I won’t try making you mine
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| 'cause I’d be wasting my time
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| That much is so damn clear
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| I won’t try making you mine
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| 'cause I’d wasting my time
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| You’re outta my league, you’re outta my league, dear |