| Something 'bout the way you looked at me.
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| Made me think for a moment.
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| That maybe we were meant to be.
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| Living our lives seperately.
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| And it’s strange that things change.
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| But not me wanting you.
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| So desperately.
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| Chorus:
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| Oh, why can’t I ignore it?
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| I keep giving in, but I should know better.
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| 'Cause there was something 'bout the way you looked at me.
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| And it’s strange that things change.
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| But not me wanting you.
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| So desperately.
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| You looked my way and said «you frustrate me.»
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| Like you’re thinking of lines and times.
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| When you and I were you and me.
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| We took our chance out on the street.
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| Then I missed my chance.
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| And chances are it won’t be coming back to me.
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| Why can’t I ignore it?
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| I keep giving in but I should know better.
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| 'Cause there was something 'bout the way you looked at me.
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| And it’s strange that things change.
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| But not me wanting you.
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| So desperately.
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| So desperately.
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| Why can’t I ignore it?
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| I keep giving in but I should know better.
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| 'Cause there was something 'bout the way you looked me.
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| And it’s strange that things change.
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| But not me wanting you.
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| So desperately.
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| I want you so desperately.
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| I keep giving in but I should know better.
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| I keep giving in but I should know better.
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| So desperately.
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| I want you so desperately. |