| A look
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| Everything always starts with a look
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| A stolen glance
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| You see somebody quite by chance
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| The eyes
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| So much can be revealed through the eyes
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| That certain glow
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| That little sparkle that let’s you know
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| This could be the start of everything
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| Bigger than the both of you
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| You know what it is
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| When he wants to be hers
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| And she wants to be his
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| Close, close encounters of the first kind
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| Close, close encounters of the first kind
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| A touch
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| You’ll never know what you’ll feel from a touch
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| Sweet chemistry
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| If this is the time, then let it be
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| Take this magic moment
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| And run away to ecstasy
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| You know what I mean
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| Touching somebody with nothing in between
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| Close, oh, close
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| Close encounters of the first kind
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| Close encounters
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| Close, ooh, close
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| Close encounters of the first kind
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| Close
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| Close
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| A kiss
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| Who knows the end results of a kiss
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| Where will it lead
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| I think a kiss is just what you need
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| To stimulate the part that makes
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| Holding out became giving in
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| You know what it’s called
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| When what you’re thinking 'bout
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| Is giving it all
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| Close, oh, close
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| Close encounters of the first kind
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| Close encounters
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| Close, ooh, close
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| Close encounters of the first kind
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| Close encounters
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| Close encounters, yeah, close encounters
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| Close encounters of the first kind
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| Close, close, close, close, close encounters
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| Close encounters, yeah
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| Close encounters of the first kind… |