| A short red dress don’t turn my head
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| At least that’s true unless it’s you that’s wearin' it
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| Glamour girls, high heels and pearls
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| They’re a dime a dozen in this world
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| But let me tell you
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| When I see you I go crazy
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| There’s just something about you baby
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| Can’t help myself you drive me out of my mind
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| Can’t explain there’s no use tryin'
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| Plain as day there’s no denyin'
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| What you’ve got, it gets me every time
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| Don’t want no part of no fancy car
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| All I need’s a way to get me where you are
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| Some folks dream of the finer things
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| But I dream of you 'cause there’s nothin' finer to me
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| Let me tell you
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| When I see you I go crazy
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| There’s just something about you baby
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| Can’t help myself you drive me out of my mind
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| Can’t explain there’s no use tryin'
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| Plain as day there’s no denyin'
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| What you’ve got, it gets me every time
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| There’s a lot of things that can tempt a man to fall
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| But girl to me they don’t mean nothin' at all
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| No no no no
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| Let me tell you
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| When I see you I go crazy
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| There’s just something about you baby
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| Can’t help myself you drive me out of my mind
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| Can’t explain there’s no use tryin'
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| Plain as day there’s no denyin'
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| What you’ve got, it gets me every time
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| Yeah, what you’ve got, it gets me every time
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| Girl, what you’ve got, it gets me every time |