| Thank you very much
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| The pleasure is all mine
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| The presence of the innocence is so divine
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| Your smile and your style are miles away
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| From anything I’ve ever seen but I’m seeing today
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| The way your soul pours through your beautiful lies
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| I can tell you honest baby what a surprise
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| We’re living in a world of fucked up lies
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| And false alibis, crooked smiles and broken ties
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| Her approach was so smooth
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| I didn’t want him to see right through
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| His confidence I was trying to prove
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| So i simply walked up to him and told him I enjoyed his every tune
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| What a lovely surprise
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| Not to mention those beautiful eyes
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| Couldn’t help but think it be so nice
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| If i could think of a rebuttal
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| Something subtle, something subtle
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| Well maybe we just might
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| What is this face
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| This face that’s clear and then clearer
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| More distant than stars that grow nearer and nearer
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| In a time of words that go so unspoken
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| This face, this fall, this place, this all
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| No, it wasn’t supposed to end this way
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| But i haven’t seen him since that day
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| And I will never forget it felt so right
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| But I haven’t seen her since that night
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| No it wasn’t supposed to end this way
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| But I haven’t seen him since that day
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| Guess it’ll remain a love we’ll never touch
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| But for what it was i wanna thank you very much
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| Thank you very much
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| The pleasure is all mine
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| The presence of the innocence is so divine
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| Your smile and your style are miles away
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| From anything i’ve ever seen but I’m seeing today
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| The way your soul pours through your beautiful lies
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| I can tell you honest baby what a surprise
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| We’re living in a world of fucked up lies
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| And false alibis, crooked smiles and broken ties
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| Thank you very much |