| Stranger stories have been told
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| Head is hot but body cold
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| Chills keep wandering down my spine
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| All that’s yours has to be mine
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| 'Cause it’s you who makes the whole world turn around
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| You who makes the whole world turn around
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| So come on baby brace yourself
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| I’m moving up to catch your fire
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| Stranger stories have been told
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| Body’s young but night is old
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| Chills keep wandering down my spine
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| All that’s yours has to be mine
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| 'Cause it’s you who makes the whole world turn around
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| You who makes the whole turn around
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| So come on baby brace yourself
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| I’m moving up to catch
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| So come on baby brace yourself
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| I’m moving up to catch your fire
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| 'Cause it’s you who makes the whole world turn around
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| You who makes the whole world turn around
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| 'Cause it’s you who makes the whole world turn around
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| You who makes the whole world turn around
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| So come on baby brace yourself
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| I’m moving up to catch
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| So come on baby brace yourself
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| I’m moving up to catch your fire |