| Don’t worry I’m not looking at you
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| Gorgeous and dressed in blue
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| Don’t worry I’m not looking at you
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| Gorgeous and dressed in blue
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| I know it drives you crazy
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| When I pretend you don’t exist
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| When I’d like to lean in close
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| And run my hands against your lips
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| Though we haven’t even spoken
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| Still I sense there’s a rapport
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| So whisper me your number
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| I’ll call you up at home
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| Whisper me your number
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| I’ll call you up at home
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| Don’t worry I’m not looking at you
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| Don’t worry I’m not looking at you
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| Gorgeous and dressed in blue
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| Don’t worry I’m not looking at you
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| I know you see me see you
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| As you see me walk on past
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| When there’s nothing more I’d like to do
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| Then come in close and hear you laugh
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| Though we haven’t even spoken
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| Still I sense there’s a rapport
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| So whisper me your number
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| I’ll call you up at home
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| Yea whisper me your number
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| I’ll call you up at home
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| Whisper me your number
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| I’ll call you up at home
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| Hmm whisper me your number
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| I’ll call you up at home |