| Ce-ce my baby
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| Why don’t you pick up the phone?
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| It’s 4 o’clock in the morning and
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| You’re still not home
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| See Frankie says she saw you in town with him
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| He had his hand on your waist
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| Now I can be forgiving if it’s a little fling
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| But something’s happening, happening to you
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| You’ve started to change
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| The fire’s gone now from your embrace
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| And every night’s the same
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| You keep on whispering his name
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| You keep on whispering his name
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| Ce-ce my baby
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| Now your phone doesn’t ring
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| Are you loosing the feeling?
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| Are you trading me in?
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| When you climbed into my bed
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| I knew your heart wasn’t mine
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| But I hoped I would win you
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| Now everyday it seems you fall further away
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| Something’s happening, happening to you
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| You started to change
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| The fire’s gone now from your embrace
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| And every night’s the same
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| You keep on whispering his name
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| You keep on whispering his name
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| And maybe this is payback
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| For a youth on the run
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| For all the hearts I did break
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| But I need to hear the truth from you
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| Not someone else
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| Something is happening, happening to you
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| You started to change
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| The fire’s gone now from your embrace
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| And every night’s the same
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| You keep on whispering his name
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| You keep on whispering his name |