| I believe that I could trace you
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| In any form you may appear
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| I want to reach out and hold on tight
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| To the one thing and I hold dear
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| What’s the matter with you?
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| Rip that clover from the sky
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| What’s the matter with you?
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| Rip that seaweed from your spine
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| A wicked hand will raise a gambler
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| I’ll gut the Ganon if it takes all my life
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| Grab a hold, lay it on the green
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| Grab a hold, lay it on the green
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| All I want to see is that sparkle in your eye
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| All I want to see is that sparkle in your eye
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| Can I turn, can I turn you on?
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| When I get to you
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| Do you mind? |
| Do you mind? |
| Not at all
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| I believe I’ll always chase you
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| I’m a heartsick Bokoblin
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| Grab a hold, lay it on the green
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| Tell me who, tell me who to be
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| After all it’s you
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| You’re the one to satisfy
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| After all it’s you
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| I can’t stand to see you cry
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| Can I turn, can I turn you on?
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| When I get to you
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| Do you mind? |
| Do you mind? |
| Not at all
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| When I get to you
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| Can I turn, can I turn you on?
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| Do you mind? |
| Do you mind? |
| Not at all
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| When I get to you
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| Can I turn, can I turn you on?
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| Do you mind? |
| Do you mind? |
| Not at all
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| Can I turn, can I turn you on? |