| This one goes out to all the lovers
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| What can we do? |
| We’re helpless romantics
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| We can not help who we’re attracted to
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| So let’s all dance, and elevate each other
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| Dear diary, it’s happenin' again
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| This energy, like I’m 'bout to win
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| I just close my eyes and visions appear
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| She’s everything I want, and it’s crystal clear
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| Not even Marilyn Monroe
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| Queen Cleopatra please
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| Not even Joan of Arc
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| That don’t mean nothin' to me
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| I just want a different girl
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| Girl, girl, girl, girl
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| Girl, girl, can’t another good boy keep it this thorough
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| Why, why do I have to lie
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| Pretend, make believe or hide her?
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| When I love what I’ve described
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| But then again, I don’t need no adjectives for this girl
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| What’s wrong with that?
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| What’s wrong with that? |
| Yeah
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| What’s wrong with that?
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| In honor of the groove and to all who’s surrendered to it
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| We say thank you, and we take it back
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| Wished so hard, I wished so hard that it came true
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| Then my lucky star, I guess you came from behind the moon
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| I put my arms around her, and I promise not to abuse you
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| Since now I found you, why the hell would I want to lose you? |