| It’s a mystery, when I see your
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| Pretty face around your burning lips
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| But when I think of myself, inside
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| I’m so shy
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| That I could cry having those
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| Memories so far
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| The glorious nation of lovely party
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| Girls won’t let me go in my dreams
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| No one can hold me tight
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| When I fly throught the night
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| Ooh… misty man, misty man
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| I live with a girl who ain’t good
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| Enought to make love to foolish guys
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| And my «Paradise» doesn’t wanna
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| Hear me playing piano all the time
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| I have to try to have my baby back
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| Hope she makes me feel alright
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| (she makes me feel so fresh)
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| No-one can hold me tight
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| When I fly through the night
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| Ooh… misty man, misty man
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| I want to break free, I want to be
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| Free and see the real color of your eyes
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| Ooh… misty man, misty man |