| Should’ve known, should’ve known
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| Exactly what she was saying.
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| She didn’t know, didn’t know
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| How much attention he was paying
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| He was distracted by
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| Something else that crossed his mind.
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| So she went up to him and said «What's the problem, boy?»
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| And he said, «Sorry ma’am but I was busy.»
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Many years went by
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| She was the girl he always wanted
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| She never noticed his mind
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| Was the place she always haunted
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| She was distracted by every other guy around
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| So he went up to her and said, «Babe, won’t you be mine?»
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| And she said, «Sorry, honey. |
| You must be.»
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| What was he supposed to do?
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| When everyone around him never really knew
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| Exactly what he was going through.
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| He was a victim of fantasy
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| It took more than 'being a man' to see
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| Just what a dreamer could do
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| But he never knew that
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| There he was, there he was
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| And all the people stood before him
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| He strummed his guitar
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| And all the people, they screamed for him
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| He never thought that he’d be loved for
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| Just what he did best
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| So when he sang, he sang about
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| All that he’d been through
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| And he blamed it on the fact that
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| All he was really good at was
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| He was busy
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| Dreaming
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| He was busy
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| Dreaming |