| Something about you
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| It’s like an addiction
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| Hit me with your best shot honey
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| I’ve got no reason to doubt you
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| 'Cause certain things hurt
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| And you’re my only virtue
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| And I’m virtually yours
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| And you keep coming back, coming back again
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| Keep running round, running round, running round my head
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| And there’s certain things that I adore
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| And there’s certain things that I ignore
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| But I’m certain that I’m yours
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| Certain that I’m yours
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| Certain that I’m yours
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| There’s something about you
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| It’s when you get angry
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| You have me at your mercy
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| And you’re like the shoulder to turn to
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| 'Cause certain things mend us when we’re hanging on for dear life
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| We held on so tight
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| And you keep coming back, coming back again
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| Keep running round, running round, running round my head
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| And there’s certain things that I adore
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| And there’s certain things that I ignore
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| But I’m certain that I’m yours
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| Certain that I’m yours
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| Certain that I’m yours
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| I adore you… I adore you…
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| Certain that I’m yours |