| Someone like me
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| With someone like you
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| How unlikely
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| Too good to be true
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| Someone like me
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| With someone like you
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| How unlikely
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| Too Good to be true
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| Somethings been trying to hold me down
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| And leave me no hope on the battleground
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| I’m knocking on doors, «Come on», let me in
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| Desperately craving the feminine
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| Then you came to me
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| Genuinely
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| How could I get Lucky like this
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| What have I done
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| This type of thing is just a fantasy
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| The story is laid out so wretchedly
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| Like out of a film or a magazine
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| Appeal to the classical masculine
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| But gradually
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| It’s dawning on me
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| This isn’t like in a dream
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| This is for real
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| Being yourself
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| What does that mean
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| Seeing yourself is the hardest thing
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| Someone like me
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| With someone like you
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| How unlikely
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| Too good to be true
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| Timing your movements so accurately
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| Hearing you breathing so musically
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| Unity strengthening rapidly
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| Knowing you’ll always come back to me
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| You’re never too close
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| Or far away
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| Perfect somewhere in-between
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| Vintage machine
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| Seeing it’s already time to leave
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| I got to go out, I need space to breathe
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| Go before everything’s caving in
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| Understand that, oh my heroine
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| But someone like you
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| So hard to believe
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| Sure this is not just a dream
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| Wake up and see
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| Being yourself is a lonely thing
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| If you never pick it up and just let it ring
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| Someone like me
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| (It's what I’ve always dreamed of)
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| With someone like you
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| (More than satisfactory)
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| How unlikely
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| (It's real you’re here beside me)
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| Too good to be true
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| (Come on, let’s share this moment) |