| Girl I thank those stars above you
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| Sometime if we do right
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| It´ll make a dream come true
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| Yeah, I said thank those stars above you
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| Yeah you better do right
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| It´ll make your dream come true, yeah
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| As I lay here with a fractured heart
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| Gettin´ torn all apart
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| I wouldn´t mind if I was being fractured by you, baby
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| Ah, you know what I´m talkin´ about
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| Girl I thank those stars above you
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| Sometime if we do right
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| It´ll make a dream come true
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| When I get the notion and I want to hold you
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| But dang, I got from 5 to 10
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| And girl, I wanna love ya, check and hug ya
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| Hey bay, I can´t wait no 5 to 10
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| Say 5 to 10, oh no, give it here
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| Give it here, you got to give it here, girl
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| I just want to be freed of the misery
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| And the sad facts of desire
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| So move me
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| That´s why I thank my lucky stars about you, for you
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| And I´ve learned to appreciate the time I spent with you
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| …you´re so sweet
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| And when I get that notion, girl, I want to hold you
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| I´m goin´ to hold you, girl
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| And when I get to feel you
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| Hey baby, I´m goin´ to spread this magic called love on you
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| Yeah, and as I stand here lookin´ at me
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| There´s only one place I´d love to be
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| And that´s with you, girl
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| I´d rather be with you, girl
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| Ooh, your personal stash
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| And I´ll always be workin´ to get off for you, baby
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| You´re the next best thing to being there, baby, yeah
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| Yes you are
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| I just want to get under your skin, baba, yeah
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| Girl I love you, hey, baby girl
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| Girl I need you, hey, baby girl
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| Oh girl I love you
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| Ooh baby, ooh baby
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| I can´t stay
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| Yeah it´s been a long time
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| But I gotta get away from here
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| Baby girl, sweet thang you
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| Manually, indescribably or automatically
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| Dig, I´m just workin´ to get off with you, baby
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| Manually, indescribably or automatically
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| They give me 5 to 10 but I´ll do it again for you, baby
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| Manually, indescribably or automatically
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| Yeah, I´m guilty for lovin´ you, yeah
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| Manually, indescribably or automatically
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| Oh, I gotta go, here comes hard labour
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| Dig the workings of my hands, pretty baby
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| Let my fingers do the workin´ |