| Ooh
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| Ooh
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| Yeah
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| Okay, maybe I’m shy
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| But usually I speak my mind
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| But by your side, I’m tongue tied
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| Sweaty palms, eyes turn red
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| You think I have no confidence
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| But I do, just not with you
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| Now, I’m singing all the words
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| I’m scared to say
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| Yeah
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| So forgive me if I’m doing this all wrong
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| I’m trying, my best in this song
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| To tell you, what can I do?
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| I’m stuck on you
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| I’m hoping, you feel what I do
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| Cause I told, Mom about you
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| I told her, what can I do?
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| I’m stuck on you
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| And like the night sticks to the moon
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| Girl, I’m stuck on you
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| Oooh
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| Ooh
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| Yeah
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| Look at me, perfectionist
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| Yeah, I’m a workaholic
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| I’m on my phone, I feel at home
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| I don’t like rules, but make my bed
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| Floss to keep my teeth perfect
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| Yeah it’s true, I got issues
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| So I’m singing all the words
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| I’m scared to say
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| Yeah
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| So forgive me, if I’m doing this all wrong
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| I’m trying, my best in this song
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| To tell you, what can I do?
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| I’m stuck on you
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| I’m hoping, you feel what I do
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| Cause I told, Mom about you
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| I told her, what can I do?
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| I’m stuck on you
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| And like the night sticks to the moon
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| Girl, I’m stuck on you
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| Oooh
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| Oooh
|
| Yeah
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| I’m stuck on you |