| Oh we had something
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| Had something bubbling
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| You was a fun thing
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| Ain’t nothing troubling
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| I had a spring in my step
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| Like walking on trampolines
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| These days I’m looking back
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| But there’s no sense in that
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| Searching for somebody new
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| Who can move me like you is a hopeless task
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| 'Cause I got these chains on my feet
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| And everybody I’ll be
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| Ain’t got nothing on you
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| If it was my birthday
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| I’d be opening presents
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| And hoping to have it for you
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| 'Cause you always make it better
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| If it was my birthday
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| I’d be blowing out candles
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| And wishing for someone like you
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| But there’s no use
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| Nothing is possible
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| Now that I’m on my own
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| And if I don’t do it for you
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| Then I just don’t know how to do anything
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| Heads under water again
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| But I ain’t no submarine
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| Try to come up again
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| Heading now with my friends
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| But I got these chains on my feet
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| And everybody I meet
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| Ain’t got nothing on you
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| If it was my birthday
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| I’d be opening presents
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| And hoping to have it for you
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| 'Cause you always make it better
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| If it was my birthday
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| I’d be blowing out candles
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| And wishing for someone like you
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| But there’s no use
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| Never knew how to say
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| What I feel for you
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| You say it’s too late
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| You don’t feel the fire
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| You don’t hear when I say
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| There’s nobody
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| If it was my birthday
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| I’d be opening presents
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| And hoping to heaven for you
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| 'Cause you always make it better
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| They’ve got nothing on you
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| If it was my birthday
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| I’d be opening presents
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| And hoping to have it for you
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| 'Cause you always make it better
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| They got nothing on you
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| If it was my birthday
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| I’d be blowing out candles
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| And wishing for someone like you
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| But there’s no use |