| I was a poor misguided fool
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| Lived alone and played it cool
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| I would only take a woman if the time was right
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| Or when the lamp burning low
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| As I felt the feeling grow
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| When you put your arms around me, I could see the light all night
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| Yes I’m the man who knows too much
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| I couldn’t live without your touch
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| Holding your hand means something different every day
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| I didn’t know how love could be
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| You came along and set me free
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| All I can give, I’ll give to you forever
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| What more can I say?
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| You taught me how
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| You told me why
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| You showed me where
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| Call any time, I’ll be there
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| Yes I’m the man who knows too much
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| I couldn’t live without your touch
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| I’ve got to have your loving all the time
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| I never understood
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| How a kiss could feel so good
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| Didn’t realize your smile would make my dreams come true
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| I’d do anything I can
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| You are everything I am
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| When you are gone, my life depends on you, that’s right
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| Yes I’m your man who knows too much
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| I couldn’t live without your touch
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| Holding your hand means something different every day
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| I didn’t know how love can be
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| You came along and set me free
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| All I can give, I’ll give to you forever
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| What more can I say?
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| You taught me how
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| You told me why
|
| You showed me where
|
| Call any time, I’ll be there
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| Yes I’m the man who knows too much
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| I couldn’t live without your touch
|
| I’ve got to have your loving all the time
|
| Yes I’m the man who knows too much
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| I could not live without your touch
|
| Holding your hand means something different every day
|
| I didn’t know how love could be
|
| You came along and set me free
|
| All I can give, I’ll give to you forever
|
| What more can I say?
|
| You taught me how
|
| You told me why
|
| You showed me where
|
| Call any time, I’ll be there
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| Yes I’m the man who knows too much
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| I couldn’t live without your touch
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| And I’ve got to have your loving all the time
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| Yes I’m the man who knows too much
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| I could not live without your touch
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| Holding your hand means something different every single day |