| You know what people say about you
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| That your lips are sharp as a glass
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| That you have skipped the adolescent years
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| And you play at being the moon at dawn
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| My father has already told me that he should never approach me
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| That he be careful with our friendship
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| But every moment I'm dying to see you
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| At night my dreams are in your portal
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| The girls in my neighborhood don't know about songs
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| When I stop at your door your colors rise
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| What I like about you, I don't know what you have that I like about you
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| What does not suit me and what do I like about you
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| It's your little looks that are killing me girl
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| What do I like about you?
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| What hurts me and what I like about you
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| That does not stop and takes over me
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| It's like a sin that is leading me girl to cry for you
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| From being with friends I come home late
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| My brother has told me that you are no longer
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| That tears fell on you during the move
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| And last night you would sleep in another city
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| why didn't you tell me so many days you had
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| To tell me that sooner or later it would end?
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| That you are a pinch that I have in my soul and in the end...
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| The girls in my neighborhood bring you my songs
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| That are like the traces of your kisses and loves
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| What I like about you, I don't know what you have that I like about you
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| What does not suit me and what do I like about you
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| It's your little looks that are killing me girl
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| What do I like about you?
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| What hurts me and what I like about you
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| That does not stop and takes over me
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| It's like a sin that is leading me girl to cry for you
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| I know what you have that cai does not suit you
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| And to me, my love, it hurts me that you go away and just leave me
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| That the streets are sadder since you left
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| And this lift without you no one can stand it
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| The girls in my neighborhood don't know about songs
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| When I stop at your door your colors rise
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| What I like about you, I don't know what you have that I like about you
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| What does not suit me and what do I like about you
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| It's your little looks that are killing me girl
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| What do I like about you?
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| What hurts me and what I like about you
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| That does not stop and takes over me
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| It's like a sin that is leading me girl to cry for you |