| Oh it’s sitting on the tip of my tongue
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| As we’re quietly strolling along
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| I’ve been meaning to tell you for so long now
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| That it’s got me stuck in a hold somehow
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| You’re looking me right in the eye
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| We stop still and the world rushes by
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| And as I struggle to hide it inside I find that
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| I lack the courage to tell you
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| And all I can manage to say is
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| «You are by far my favourite
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| And I’ve been thinking it’s about time that you knew
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| That you are by far my favourite
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| And I hope that I’m by far your favourite too
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| And I hope that I’m by far your favourite too.»
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| You’re looking at me ever so strange
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| I guess it’s time I should really explain
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| You see I’m ever so glad that I met you now
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| I’m constantly being amazed at how you
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| Make all my troubles dissolve
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| Every problem you easily solve
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| Every kiss leaves me wanting another and my
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| Heart hits the floor when I see you
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| And I feel so sure when I say that
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| «You are by far my favourite
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| And I’ve been thinking it’s about time that you knew
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| That you are by far my favourite
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| And I hope that I’m by far your favourite too
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| And I hope that I’m by far your favourite too.»
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| So will you forgive this stuttering fool?
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| This mess of a girl? |
| Oh, please don’t be cruel
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| 'cause you are by far my favourite
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| And I’ve been thinking it’s about time that you knew
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| That you are by far my favourite
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| And I hope that I’m by far your favourite too
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| And I hope that I’m by far your favourite too
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| And I hope that I’m by far your favourite too |