| You know the deal, head over heels
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| Hand over heart, so you understand it’s real
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| And 'cause it’s real, it ain’t always perfect
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| But we put the effort in because it’s always worth it
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| I’m so glad I found ya, so glad I found ya (so glad I found ya)
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| My chief navigator, you know that I’d be lost without ya
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| So I fill up these pages with things I love about ya
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| Love to be around ya, arms around ya
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| How ‘bout when it’s warm, let’s take our towels and hit the sand in the tropics
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| And when it’s cold, let’s take a stroll, you can put your hands in my pockets
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| This ain’t no old fashioned love, don’t keep your face in a locket
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| But I do see it on my phone home screen every time that I lock it
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| I promise, whatever you need, if you want it you got it, I swear
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| Speaking on you, that be my favourite topic
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| I’ve seen your smile a million times, still I have to stop and stare
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| When this big old world has got me running scared
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| I remember what you told me
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| That you’d be there to hold me
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| Don’t care about the old me
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| 'Cause it’s a new day and to you I’m worth my weight in gold
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| So listen what I got to say
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| When I see her, my señorita
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| She got me feeling this way, oooh
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| Off the meter, nobody’s sweeter
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| I’ll spend the day, make her a mixtape
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| So listen what I got to say
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| That every day I wake up next to you and make a promise
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| To be there in your darkest hour when your days are longest
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| So won’t you take my hand, forget about your problems
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| Let’s go dance under the cherry blossoms
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| It’s early morn, we got the curtains drawn
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| To keep us sheltered from the perfect storm
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| Right now I’m warm, hold me close inside your arms
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| It make me feel like I’ll be safe from harm
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| So if you’re ever feeling down, I hope you play this song
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| And know my days are so much brighter since you came along
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| Nice to, nice to know ya, you and I, we’re feeling right at home
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| Let’s share some public displays of affection and some private jokes
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| And I don’t know ‘bout you but your love keep on lifting me higher
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| Breathing you in until you leave me inspired
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| Then I sing from the rooftops and preach to the choir
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| All these notes from your secret admirer
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| So listen what I got to say
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| When I see her, my señorita
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| She got me feeling this way, oooh
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| Off the meter, nobody’s sweeter
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| I’ll spend the day, make her a mixtape
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| So listen what I got to say
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| That every day I wake up next to you and make a promise
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| To be there in your darkest hour when your days are longest
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| So won’t you take my hand, forget about your problems
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| Let’s go dance under the cherry blossoms
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| And maybe I don’t take the time to say this very often
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| But the way you put a spring up in my step, ooh baby you my cherry blossom
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| Lady, you got me floating on air like Mary Poppins
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| If this big old world ever giving me problems
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| I remember what you told me
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| That you’d be there to hold me
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| Don’t care about the old me
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| 'Cause it’s a new day and to you I’m worth my weight in gold
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| So remember what I told you
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| That I’d be there to hold you
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| Won’t try to change or mould you
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| To me you’re perfect, worth way more than you could weigh in gold
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| So listen what I got to say
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| When I see her, my señorita
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| She got me feeling this way, oooh
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| Off the meter, nobody’s sweeter
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| I’ll spend the day, make her a mixtape
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| So listen what I got to say
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| That every day I wake up next to you and make a promise
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| To be there in your darkest hour when your days are longest
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| So won’t you take my hand, forget about your problems
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| Let’s go dance under the cherry blossoms |