| I’ve been standing on the corner all day
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| Tryin' to think of little things to say
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| 'Cause she walks by ev’ry day about this time
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| And I don’t think I’ll ever get her off of my mind
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| Well, I only met her 'bout a week ago
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| But the way she smiles let me know
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| That she could see that maybe we were two of a kind
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| And I don’t think I’ll ever get her off of my mind
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| Oh, she’s so pretty I couldn’t believe
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| She’d ever look my way
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| But the way I’m feeling
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| I’m gonna be stealing
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| That little girl’s heart today
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| Well, I’m so happy I could almost fly
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| And I guess you know the reason why
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| I’m walkin' down the street with her little hand in mine
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| And I don’t think I’ll ever get her off of my mind
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| Oh, she’s so pretty I couldn’t believe
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| She’d ever look my way
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| But the way I’m feeling
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| I’m gonna be stealing
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| That little girl’s heart today
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| Well, I’m so happy I could almost fly
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| And I guess you know the reason why
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| I’m walkin' down the street with her little hand in mine
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| And I don’t think I’ll ever get her off of my mind
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| And I don’t think I’ll ever get her off of my mind |