| You don’t know what you’re doing
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| You look like a student with a pencil in your ponytail
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| Excuse me for staring
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| At the light iradescent color of your fingernails
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| Well, I think the situation’s wrong
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| But you totally turn me on
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| It’s unusually hard for me
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| To just let you be
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| Lady in the black dress
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| You shouldn’t sit so close to me
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| 'Cause I could take advantage
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| Of a soul so vulnerable, soft and sweet
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| We could dive right in, into the deep
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| But when we come up you might feel empty
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| And the lady in the black dress
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| You’ll never sit so close to me
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| I don’t know what I’m doing, this lust is confusing
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| How do I explain myself?
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| Such a beautiful sadness behind her own lashes
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| Those eyes are crying out for help
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| And I think the situation’s wrong
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| But you totally turn me on
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| It’s unusually hard for me
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| To just let you be
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| Lady in the black dress
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| You shouldn’t sit so close to me
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| 'Cause I could take advantage
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| Of a soul so vulnerable, soft and sweet
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| We could dive right in, into the deep
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| But when we come up you might feel empty
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| And the lady in the black dress
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| You’ll never sit so close to me again
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| This morning’s laid to rest
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| The casket has been sealed and blessed, the day is gone
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| His widow noticed me looking at you
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| She said don’t you let love leave and get away
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| So let’s seize the day
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| Lady in the black dress
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| You shouldn’t sit so close to me
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| 'Cause I could take advantage
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| Of a soul so vulnerable, soft and sweet
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| We could dive right in, into the deep
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| But when we come up you might feel empty
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| And the lady in the black dress
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| You’ll never sit so close to me again
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| Lady in the black dress
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| You shouldn’t sit so close to me
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| 'Cause I could take advantage
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| Of a soul so soft and sweet |