| It’s been hell to keep this secret for so long
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| The fact that Shawn wants to propose to you in a Stars Forever song
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| And Emily, for all I know you may already know
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| I had to open my big mouth
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| To Spin and Rolling Stone, didn’t I?
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| I tried to keep this secret on my own, but how could I?
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| When I told you I was born to be adored
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| I never thought one day I’d find myself kneeling at your door
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| A bunch of plastic roses from a funny one-eyed man
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| Even this one knee I’m on
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| Is another man’s, Emily
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| I’m your sinister gorilla kissogram, Emily
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| Photographs are prototypes of memories
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| Memories are better than the truth
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| Promises and facts are often enemies
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| Emily, that’s the story of my youth
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| Marriage, though I seemed to get it wrong
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| Can be beautiful, believe me
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| As lovely as a song
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| And Emily, for all I know your answer may be no
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| But if you go that road, Shawn
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| Will be lonesome for so long
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| Though my chance has been and gone
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| I’d still do it all again with anyone
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| It’s been hard to keep this secret for so long
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| But not as hard as being a Carpenter or a friend of Elton John
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| And under my disguise, a gorilla kissogram
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| Beats a heart that’s warm
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| But the heart belongs to Shawn
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| I’ve been trying to take your breath away
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| For a better man
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| Emily
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| Marry him |