| He’s laughing with another girl
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| And playing with another heart
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| Placing high stakes, making hearts ache
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| He’s loved in seven languages
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| Diamond nights and ruby lights
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| High in the sky
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| Heaven help him when he falls
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| Diamond life lover boy
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| He moves in space with minimum waste and maximum joy
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| City lights and business nights
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| When you require streetcar desire for higher heights
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| No place for beginners or sensitive hearts
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| The sentiment is left to chance
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| No place to be ending but somewhere to start
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| No need to ask
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| He’s a smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Coast-to-coast, L.A. to Chicago: Western male
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| Across the North and South, to Key Largo: love for sale
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| Face-to-face, each classic case
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| We shadow box and double-cross
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| Yet need the chase
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| A license to love, insurance to hold
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| Melts all your memories and change into gold
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| His eyes are like angels'; |
| his heart is cold
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| No need to ask
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| He’s a smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Coast-to-coast, L.A. to Chicago: Western male
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| Across the North and South, to Key Largo: love for sale
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| Smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Smooth operator
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| Smooth operator |