| Every day I see him coming
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| Every day he walks on by
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| Life used to be so plain and simple
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| Before he came into my life
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| Every night I keep on dreaming
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| Every night I take him home
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| We always go to bed together
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| I always wake up alone
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| Oh, it’s strange, so strange
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| What he’s doing to me
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| Oh, it’s strange, so strange
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| Did this ever happen to you
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| The way it has happened to me
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| The way it just happened to me
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| Every day outside my window
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| Always minutes close to eight
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| I wish he stayed a little longer
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| But his bus is never late
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| Every night we’re dancing slowly
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| I play the music he adores
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| Like Sinatra then we’re talking
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| All important things for sure
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| Oh, it’s strange, so strange
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| What he’s doing to me
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| Oh it’s strange, so strange
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| Did this ever happen to you
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| The way it has happened to me
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| Oh it’s strange, so strange
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| What he’s doing to me
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| Oh it’s strange, real strange
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| Did this ever happen to you
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| The way it has happened to me
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| The way it just happened to me |