| You’re so pleasantly surprising like a
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| Sunset breakin' thru the clouds
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| You won’t tolerate a sour scene
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| No, you’re too sweet to mess around
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| And I feel a little buzzed from this
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| Never thought I’d be so optimistic
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| I see it when you move your lips
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| Impossible to resist
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| Candied tangerines, so sweet, I’m sold
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| You’re shining like a quicksilver screen ya
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| You keep wanting more from me
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| And I’m sure you’re golden, you’re golden
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| Like a candied tangerine
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| You’ve got hooks in every part of me
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| Cause you know, I like a little pain
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| Take me, we could ménage in Paris
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| Like we’re never coming down from this
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| I think I’ve found the bliss
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| Ya, I taste it on your lips
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| Candied tangerines, so sweet, I’m sold
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| You’re shinin' like a quicksilver screen
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| You keep wantin' more from me
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| I’m sure you’re golden, you’re golden
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| Like a candied tangerine
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| (Like a candied tangerine…)
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| (I don’t taste this candy
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| Without your arms around me
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| I don’t wanna taste this candy without you)
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| Candied tangerines, so sweet, I’m sold
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| You’re shinin' like a quicksilver screen
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| You keep wantin' more from me
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| I’m sure you’re golden, you’re golden
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| Like a candied tangerine
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| You’re golden
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| Like a candied tangerine |