| Call up, ring once, hang up the phone
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| To let me know you made it home
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| Don’t want nothing to be wrong with part-time lover
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| If she’s with me I’ll blink the lights
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| To let you know tonight’s the night
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| For me and you my part-time lover
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| We are undercover passion on the run
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| Chasing love up against the sun
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| We are strangers by day, lovers by night
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| Knowing it’s so wrong, but feeling so right
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| If I’m with friends and we should meet
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| Just pass me by, don’t even speak
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| Know the word’s «discreet"when part-time lovers
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| But if there’s some emergency
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| So then she won’t peek its really you my part-time lover
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| We are undercover passion on the run
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| Chasing love up against the sun
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| We are strangers by day, lovers by night
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| Knowing it’s so wrong, but feeling so right
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| We are undercover passion on the run
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| Chasing love up against the sun
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| We are strangers by day, lovers by night
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| Knowing it’s so wrong, but feeling so right
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| I’ve got something that I must tell
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| Last night someone rang our doorbell
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| And it was not you my part-time lover
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| And then a man called our exchange
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| But didn’t want to leave his name
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| I guess that two can play the game
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| Of part-time lovers
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| You and me, part-time lovers
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| But, she and he, part-time lovers |