| He’s gotten out of his box again
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| Made his way into the house, and he
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| Always finds a way to interrupt my day
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| And leave me wondering
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| I turn him off and back on again
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| I could unplug him, but I can’t keep from tuning in
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| The sound of his voice makes my heart jump
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| Ooh, I hear him in the other room
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| Ooh, he is such a mystery
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| to find me with my ear pressed to the door
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| Wonder if he knows that I’m listening
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| 'Cause the air is thick, it’s a magic trick
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| And the songs he plays are a game of charades
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| I’m caught in a daze, is he talking to me?
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| Ooh, I hear him in the other room
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| Ooh, I hear him in anothr room
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| Ooh, he is such a mystery
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| to find me with my ar pressed to the door
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| Where have you been, sweetheart?
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| I’ve been missing you
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| Where have you gone to now?
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| Where have you been, sweetheart?
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| Where have you gone to, where have you gone to
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| Where have you gone to now?
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| Ooh, I hear him in the other room
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| Ooh, he is such a mystery
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| to find me with my ear pressed to the door
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| Ooh, I hear him in the other room
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| Ooh, he is such a mystery
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| to find me with my ear pressed to the door |