| So I find a reason to shave my legs
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| Each single morning
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| So I count on someone
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| Friday nights to take me dancing
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| And then to church on Sundays
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| To plant more dreams
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| And someday think of kids
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| Or maybe just save a little money
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| You’re the one I need
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| The way back home is always long
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| But if you’re close to me
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| I’m holding on
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| You’re the one I need
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| My real life has just begun
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| Cause there’s nothing like
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| your smile made of sun
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| In the world full of strangers
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| You’re the one I know
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| So I learned to cook
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| and finally lose my kitchen phobia
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| So I’ve got the arms to cuddle in
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| When there’s a ghost or a muse
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| That brings insomnia
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| To buy more thongs
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| To write more happy songs
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| It always takes a little help from someone
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| You’re the one I need
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| The way back home is always long
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| But if you’re close to me
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| I’m holding on
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| You’re the one I need
|
| My real life has just begun
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| Cause there’s nothing like
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| Your smile made of sun
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| You’re the one I need
|
| The way back home is always long
|
| But if you’re close to me
|
| I’m holding on
|
| You’re the one I need
|
| My real life has just begun
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| Cause there’s nothing like
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| your smile made of sun
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| In the world full of strangers
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| You’re the one I know |