| If I were magic
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| You’d be mystery
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| We’d keep em on the edge of their seats
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| If I were a Gibson
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| You’d be a sweet song
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| Always bringing the best out of me
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| And every song I sing
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| Gotta rise when the rain comes down
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| Gotta dance when the band’s downtown
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| Gotta get lost to get found
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| Gotta love when love comes around
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| If you were Memphis
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| I’d be Elvis
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| Every day I’d buy you a Cadillac
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| If you were starlight
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| I’d be the midnight
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| We’d drift away like morning ain’t coming back
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| Yeah, so shine on, baby
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| Gotta rise when the rain comes down
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| Gotta dance when the band’s downtown
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| Gotta get lost to get found
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| Gotta love when love comes around
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| When your love comes around
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| Gonna wrap my arms around you, baby
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| Gotta pull you close
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| Gonna hold you when this world gets crazy
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| Never let you go
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| Honey, you’re my proof of Heaven
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| My paradise found
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| Yeah, I believe in everything
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| When your love comes around
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| Gotta rise when the rain comes down
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| Gotta dance when the band’s downtown
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| Gotta get lost to get found
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| Gotta love, gotta love, yeah
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| Gotta rise when the rain comes down
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| Gotta dance when the band’s downtown
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| Gotta get lost to get found
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| Gotta love when love comes around
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| Gotta love when love comes around
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| Yeah, I love when your love comes around
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| If I were magic
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| You’d be mystery
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| Yeah, we’d keep em on the edge of their seats |