| Lay it on me, baby
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| Lay it on me 'til it gets right under my skin
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| And the merry mood I’m in
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| Makes way for love
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| I’m walking these streets with a skip in my step
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| My hat’s on the side of my head
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| All down to you I’m acting this way
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| Just like a fish in a babbling brook
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| I’m nibbling at your hook
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| Don’t let me be the one that got away
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| Because you do something fundamental to me
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| That I can almost taste
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| When I get with it there’s not a minute I wanna waste
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| Lay it on me, baby
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| Lay it on me 'til the room begins to spin
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| And the merry mood I’m in
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| Makes way for love
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| You can’t buy a day this sunny
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| Not for a tower of folding money
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| I dare a cloud to rain on this parade
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| Because bells start ringing and bluebirds singing
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| And I stride the milky way
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| Everytime you give me the sign and look that way
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| Lay it on me, baby
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| Lay it on me 'til it gets right under my skin
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| And the merry mood I’m in
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| Makes way for love
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| Lay it, lay it on me, baby
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| Lay it on me 'til the room begins to spin
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| And the merry mood I’m in
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| Makes way for love |