| Secretly I hope and pray that
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| Some day I would find someone like him
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| And then he came along
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| But little did, did I suspect
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| That he would make me blue and break my heart
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| How could I’ve been so wrong
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| I say goodbye to him a thousand times
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| Within my mind, but face to face
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| I just can’t seemed to find the words, the words
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| A love like ours will never last
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| That’s what the people say
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| Sometimes I wish we never met
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| Yet I can’t seemed to let him go, oh… oh… oh…
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| He’s got a hold on me
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| Whenever we’re together
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| Feels like ecstasy
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| He’s got a hold on me
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| Feels like we’re forever
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| Feels like ecstasy
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| He’s got a hold on me
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| I can’t explain it, he’s got a hold on me
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| Mm… mm…
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| Another night I sat alone
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| Jumping every time I hear the telephone rings
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| Praying that he might call
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| I asked myself, «Why put up with all those silly games
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| He put me through?»
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| And I can’t explain, oh
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| You know, they say that
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| Love can make you do strangest things
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| And up till now I never knew he’ll think of me
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| Oh, I guess I never thought
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| That I would fall in love this way
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| And now I never need a love
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| What I am pretty sure it’s gone
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| Whoo!
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| He’s got a hold on me
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| Whenever we’re together
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| Feels like ecstasy, like ecstasy, baby
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| He’s got a hold on me
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| I can’t explain it, he’s got a hold on me, yeah
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| He’s got a hold on me, yeah, ooh! |
| Ha, ha!
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| Yeah!
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| He’s got a hold on me…
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| Mm, mm, mm |