| They don’t make them like you anymore
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| That’s for sure
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| And when they made you
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| They made sure they threw away the mold
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| It comes as no surprise to me
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| That I want to be in your vicinity
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| If I stand close to you
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| I’m not sure if I’m really there
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| With my feet on the ground
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| But my head it’s lost in the air
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| Oh, how I wish you could see
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| That I’d love to be in your vicinity
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| Where would I go?
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| What would I do if you should run from me?
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| How does it show were I to lose?
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| Would you explain to me?
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| There’s something growing
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| There’s something showing
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| There’s something won’t let me be
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| Yeahhh…
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| Where would I go?
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| What would I do if you should run from me?
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| How does it show were I to lose?
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| Would you explain to me?
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| There’s something growing
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| There’s something showing
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| There’s something won’t let me be
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| They don’t make them like you anymore
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| That’s for sure
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| And when they made you
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| They made sure they threw away the mold
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| Oh, how I wish you could see
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| I want to be in your vicinity
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| Well I’ve heard that one day
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| Everything comes to him that waits
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| Well that may be so
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| But you know it may be too late
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| Oh, how I’d love for you to see
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| That I want to be in you vicinity |