| Oh, gal like you way me into
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| They don’t know what we been through
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| Woah, woah
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| They don’t know
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| You know fe my gal a good gal
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| Up town, St. Johns hood gal
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| No k me misunderstood gal
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| Way your body shape
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| It musta carve outta wood gal
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| And I’m burning for you
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| 'Cause you’re my love, my life, my everything
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| Oh, gal like you way me into
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| They don’t know what we been through
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| Woah, woah
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| They don’t know
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| Oh, gal like you way me into
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| They don’t know what we been through
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| Woah, woah
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| They don’t know
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| You know fe my gal a hot gal
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| Better de best cream of the crop, gal
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| You make my heart tick tock, gal
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| Loving the way you give me solid just like a rock gal
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| And I’m burning for you
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| 'Cause you’re my love, my life, my everything
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| Oh, gal like you way me into
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| They don’t know what we been through
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| Woah, woah
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| They don’t know
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| Oh, gal like you way me into
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| They don’t know what we been through
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| Woah, woah
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| They don’t know
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| Nobody knows me like you do
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| Nobody knows what we’ve been through
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| Nobody knows what we do when we’re together
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| I’m yearning for you
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| My love, my life, my everything
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| Oh, gal like you way me into
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| They don’t know what we been through
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| Woah, woah
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| They don’t know
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| Oh, gal like you way me into
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| They don’t know what we been through
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| Woah, woah
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| They don’t know |