| Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
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| Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I’m not gonna move,
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| Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,
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| Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,
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| Some try to hand me money they don’t understand,
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| I’m not… broke I’m just a broken hearted man,
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| I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,
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| How can I move on when I’ve been in love with you…
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| Cos if one day you wake up and find that your missing me,
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| And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
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| Thinking maybe you’d come back here to the place that we’d meet,
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| And you’d see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
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| So I’m not moving…
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| I’m not moving.
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| Policeman says son you can’t sit her,
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| I said there’s someone I’m waiting for if it’s a day, a month, a year,
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| Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,
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| If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.
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| Cos if one day you wake up and find that your missing me,
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| And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
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| Thinking maybe you’d come back here to the place that we’d meet,
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| And you’d see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
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| So I’m not moving…
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| I’m not moving.
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| I’m not moving…
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| I’m not moving.
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| People talk about the guy
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| Whos waiting on a girl…
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| Oohoohwoo
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| There on no hole in his shoes
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| But a big hole in his world…
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| Hmmmm
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| Maybe I’ll get famous as man who can’t be moved,
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| And maybe you won’t mean to but you’ll see me on the news,
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| And you’ll come running to the corner…
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| Cos you’ll know it’s just for you
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| I’m the man who can’t be moved
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| I’m the man who can’t be moved…
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| Cos if one day you wake up and find that your missing me,
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| And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
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| Thinking maybe you’d come back here to the place that we’d meet,
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| And you’d see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
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| So I’m not moving…
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| I’m not moving.
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| I’m not moving…
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| I’m not moving.
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| Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
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| Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I’m not gonna move. |