| When I see you sky as a kite
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| As high as I might, I can’t get that high
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| The how you move, the way you burst the clouds
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| It makes me want to try
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| And when I see you sticky as lips
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| As licky as trips, I can’t lick that far
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| But when you pout, the way you shout out loud
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| It makes me want to start
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| And when I see you happy as a girl
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| That swims in a world of a magic show
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| It makes me bite my fingers through
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| To think I could’ve let you go
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| And when I see you take the same sweet steps
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| You used to take, I say
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| «I'll keep on holding you in my arms so tight
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| I’ll never let you slip away»
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| And when I see you kitten as a cat
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| Yeah, as smitten as that, I can’t get that small
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| The way you fur, the how you purr
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| It makes me want to paw you all
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| And when I see you happy as a girl
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| That lives in a world of make believe
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| It makes me pull my hair all out
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| To think I could’ve let you leave
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| And when I see you take the same sweet steps
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| You used to take, I know
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| I’ll keep on holding you in my arms so tight
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| I’ll never let you go |