| You’ve cut out your dancing'
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| And you never see a show
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| Friends drop by to pick you up And you hardly ever go It seems your head in in the clouds above
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| You’ve got the ways of a woman in love
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| I walk by your house at night
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| In the hopes that I might see
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| The guy who’s got you in a spin
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| I wish that guy was me I don’t know why it’s you I’m dreamin' of You’ve got the ways of a woman in love
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| Many is the night
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| I’ve stayed awake and cried
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| Now you’ll never know how much
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| You’ve hurt my foolish pride
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| I recall your kisses
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| The times I held you tight
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| Now when I come to see you
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| You’re sittin' in the light
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| Missing all the things that we dreamed of You’ve got the ways of a woman in love
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| Many is the night
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| I’ve stayed awake and cried
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| Now you’ll never know how much
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| You’ve hurt my foolish pride
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| I recall your kisses
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| The times I held you tight
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| Now when I come to see you
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| You’re sittin' in the light
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| Missing all the things that we dreamed of You’ve got the ways of a woman in love |