| We fell in love at first glance
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| When our eyes met and our hearts raced
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| But nothing ever lasts in this life
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| So it ends there and I’m sittin' here
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| With this bottle of wine in one hand
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| And a cigarette in the other
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| The only thing on my body
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| Is the impression of you
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| (Some impression of you)
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| (That damned impression of you)
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| So maybe I’m not a dreamer
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| But I’m too realistic to ask myself that
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| And maybe you weren’t looking at me
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| But at some her behind my shoulder
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| With this bottle of wine in one hand
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| And a cigarette in the other
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| The only thing on my body
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| Is the impression of you
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| (Some impression of you)
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| (That damned impression of you)
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| It’s a little cold where I’m sitting
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| Yet you seem so warm up there
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| And the emotions just pouring through
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| But I don’t know from who to where
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| With this bottle of wine in one hand
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| And a cigarette in the other
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| The only thing on my body
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| Is the impression of you
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| (Some impression of you)
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| (That damned impression of you)
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| We fell in love at first glance
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| When our eyes met and our hearts raced |