| She comes on like a beautiful lie
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| Is it a star or a satellite
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| Is she real or just in my mind
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| I can’t take it
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| Oh I head her voice
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| I’m seeing things
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| I swear I’ve gone crazy
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| I feel her like an echo, echo, echo
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| Rollin' like a rip tide
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| When I think I’m alright
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| She won’t let go, let go, let go
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| She keeps holding on, holding on
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| She comes around back again
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| Disappears like the wind blows
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| Like an echo, echo, echo
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| Thought I would be find
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| I wouldn’t be found
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| Thought I could get lost in this little town
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| But there’s no place to hide from the sound
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| Of her saying «baby»
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| Oh I hear her voice
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| I’m seeing things
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| Everybody says I’ve gone crazy
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| I feel her like an echo, echo, echo
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| Rollin' like a rip tide
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| When I think I’m alright
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| She won’t let go, let go, let go
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| She keeps holding on, holding on
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| She comes around back again
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| Disappears like the wind blows
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| Like an echo, echo, echo
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| Yeah I should’ve run her down when I had a chance
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| Tell her baby sorry for the things I did
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| I’d be drowning in her moonlight silhouette
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| Not this
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| Echo (echo)
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| Echo (echo)
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| Echo, echo, echo
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| Rollin' like a rip tide
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| When I think I’m alright
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| She won’t let go, let go, let go
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| She keeps holding on, holding on
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| She comes around back again
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| Disappears like the wind blows
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| Like an echo, echo, echo |