| Well I came through the door just like the outlaw
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| That everybody thinks that I am
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| You know looking everybody right in the eyes
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| Acting like you don’t give a damn
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| And she was playing beautiful sadness
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| At the old piano bar
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| And her clothes are just ordinary
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| But I knew that she was from a different star
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| She just sat there alone at the keyboard
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| Lost in musical reverie
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| And I couldn’t help but feel a little bit jealous
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| I wanted her to be looking at me
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| Yeah, and I finally got her attention
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| In the middle of something by Bach
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| And the vibe that she gave me made me feel warm
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| Right down to the toes of my socks
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| Well I was sure the moment was cosmic
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| That old big wheel had turned at last
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| And that beautiful, beautiful woman playing the symphony
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| Was the one that I’d dreamed of in the past
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| But she just got up and went to a table
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| And sat down with two old men
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| And as I heard the hustle going down
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| Well I knew that I was wrong again
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| Well I was feeling restless and lonesome
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| As I went back to my burrito and my beer |
| And I thought about all those times my heart had skipped a beat
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| When I said to myself, «Well, she’s here»
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| Cause you know your soul is just a big empty place
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| That can only be filled with love that’s true
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| So my true love
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| Wherever you are
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| I’m still looking for you |