| You’re…you're in my heart
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| It’s in my pockets and in my eyes, oh!
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| In my blood
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| Sarnia, you’ve been on my mind
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| You’ve been on my mind
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| Oh, yeah
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| See you staring at your phone
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| Like a poker hand
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| Hey, what you reading?
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| You said the love you’re giving will bore right through your hand
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| If you don’t know who you are
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| If you don’t know who you are…
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| You’re in my heart
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| And in my pocket and in my eye
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| In my blood
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| Sarnia
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| You’re on my mind
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| Cy-I'm cycling… after ya. |
| Ooooo, I might, might fly right after ya.
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| Aaah, It’s making me old. |
| And I’m right there after ya
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| There’s just something about her and that’s about it
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| Maybe she don’t love you, okay, go in
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| Introduce yourself and be ready to leave it alone
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| You’re in my heart
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| And in my pockets and in my eyes
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| In my blood
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| Sarnia
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| You’re on my mind
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| Just to cool my jets from all the advice, cycling after her
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| I’m cycling after her
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| I’m cycling after her
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| Around and around, all the places she likes to go
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| It’s making me old, but I’m cycling; |
| I’m looking for her
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| Maybe she doesn’t love you, okay, go in… |