| So you like walking through the park
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| On those hazy summer days
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| And lying underneath the stars
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| On the shore beside the waves
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| You say you like stormy afternoons
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| Girl the crazy thing is I do too
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| Oh, I think I could love the likes of you
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| You like to drink your coffee black
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| And you’d rather read than watch TV
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| No you don’t see too much of that
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| But it sounds a lot like me
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| You say you like to dance under the moon
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| The way the morning sun lights up the room, me too
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| Oh, I think I could love the likes of you
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| No doubt about it baby, I think I like what I see
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| I never met anyone like you, it’s like it was meant to be
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| You say you like stormy afternoons
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| And girl the crazy thing is I do too
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| Oh, I think I could love the likes, I think I could love the likes
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| I think I could love the likes of you |