| Your beauty is deeper than the sea, but you’re still working on your abc’s
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| When you’re with me and you speak your mind
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| I’m afraid of what my friends might find
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| Because you’re beautiful when you don’t talk
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| The kind of girl that I would stalk,
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| but you open your mouth and you break the spell
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| Talking doesn’t do you well
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| More beautiful than the rarest jewel
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| But when you open your mouth you’re such a tool
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| When I ruminate on all the things you said,
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| it’s clear your parents dropped you on your head
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| Because you’re beautiful when you don’t talk
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| The attention span of a pet rock
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| When you try to connect it becomes quite clear
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| There’s nothing in between your ears
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| There’s nothing going on upstairs
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| Like headlights shining on a dear
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| We talked for 30 seconds, now there’s nothing left to say
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| So it’s one more Boston Pancake and I’ll be on my way
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| You’re beautiful, so beautiful and young
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| If only you had been born without a tongue
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| Please don’t come out of your shell
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| Because you’re beautiful when you don’t talk
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| Because you’re beautiful when you don’t talk
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| But you open your mouth and you break the spell |