| Similar mother, similar father
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| Similar dog, cat and fish
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| And we’ll make the same wish
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| When the birthday candle’s lit
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| We’ll both be older
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| We won’t get our wish
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| Yes I think that I’m falling in love with myself again
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| Yes I think I’m falling in love with myself again
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| Yes I think I’m falling
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| Yes I think I’m falling
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| Yes I think I’m falling in love with myself again
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| With her hand in my hand and my hand in hers
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| Don’t we look a blur
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| Me and her and me and her
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| Hey kiss her, oh kiss her
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| Our friends do concur
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| Yes I think that I’m falling in love with myself again
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| I can’t see with you in front of the mirror staring, staring
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| I can’t hear myself think with all that music blaring, blaring
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| Yes I’m falling
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| Falling, falling
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| Falling, falling
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| Yes I’m falling
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| Yes I think I’m falling in love with myself again
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| I bring home the bacon and eat it myself
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| Here’s to my health
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| Hope that I am feeling well
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| I’m burning the candle at both ends, oh well
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| Yes I think that I’m falling in love with myself again |