Looks great, beautifully rude,
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He wants - he will withdraw, he wants - he will forgive,
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Just a glance beckons, I'm right behind her!
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Not a word about love, eyes on the ceiling,
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Such an alibi - not a look, not a hint,
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And all my words and thoughts about her, about her, about her!
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A beautiful candy wrapper, just inside,
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If feelings are dressed in military style,
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She does not walk in the white world, but soars
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Look look!
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She is an angel, she is an angel, she is an angel
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And do not believe the words!
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She is an angel, she is an angel, she is an angel
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I won't give it up!
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Her eyes are fire and her heart is granite
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She doesn't know what she's doing
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And I'm going crazy, yearning for her ...
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Not a word about love, read between the lines
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Already put love on stream
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So to hell with the rules, I'm only after her, after her, after her!
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A beautiful candy wrapper, just inside,
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If feelings are dressed in military style,
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She does not walk in the white world, but soars
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Look look!
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She is an angel, she is an angel, she is an angel
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And do not believe the words!
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She is an angel, she is an angel, she is an angel
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I won't give it up! |