| Look at her, she meets your eye
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| She makes you laugh until you cry
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| She makes you want to go and get her
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| Don’t be stupid, that’s so sad
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| You’re old enough to be her dad
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| You’re old enough to know much better
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| There’s an angel over there
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| Bet you’d like to stroke her hair
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| Bet you’d like to get her wings off
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| Not a chance, no way Jose
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| What the hell will people say
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| What the hell will people think of you
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| So what are you gonna do?
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| Heart is thumping
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| So exiting
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| Spirit jumping
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| She could be the one
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| Do you want her?
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| She’s inviting
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| Do you wonder?
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| If she could be the one
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| There’s another, she’s alright
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| Maybe she would spend the night
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| Maybe she could be your saviour
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| Five feet eleven in her socks
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| She’d have to stand you on a box
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| Is that appropriate behaviour?
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| How bout her, she could be fun
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| Could boil your bunnies one by one
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| Best be careful how you choose her
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| And what exactly have you got
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| John Travolta you are not
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| What would she want with a loser like you
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| So what are you gonna do? |