| Hey there, classical guitar star
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| At all your gigs I get the best seat
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| Watch over you
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| But you don’t notice me
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| Yeah, classical guitar star
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| I always do my hair to catch your stare
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| But could wake the dead
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| Before you turn your head
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| And I won’t feel human until you look at me
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| And I get so tired, I wanna be what you need
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| And I know all the words to all of your songs
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| And I sing to you when I sing along
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| Hey there, classical guitar star
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| I always look so sad, I feel so bad
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| Empty, I need you to be with me always
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| Classical guitar star
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| I know it’s strange but I can’t change a thing
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| I’m in love with you but you just see through me
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| And my love is my downfall, yeah I’m so alone
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| And I feel so hollow on my own
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| And you’re the only one that I see
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| Yeah I need you to set me free
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| If one day I never saw you again
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| Would you cry, or miss me, or call me a friend?
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| In my heart there is a hole
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| And without you I feel so cold
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| I wanna look deep into your eyes
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| And see right through your big disguise
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| But I can’t have you
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| And I know it’s true
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| Oh classical guitar star
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| Hey there, classical guitar star
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| Look around you
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| It’s too late to try
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| So this is goodbye |