| It was a one-in-a-million chance, the way that we met
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| Now I can’t seem to get his smile out of my head
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| All that tall, dark and handsome African-ess
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| This morning, I caught myself wondering
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| If he was too tall for my bed
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| Oh, now you’ve got me talking on the phone
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| Oh, now you’ve got me writing new songs
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| What the hell’s going on?
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| I’m doing way too much, that’s how I know
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| I’m in good, good trouble with you
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| I’m in good, good trouble with you
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| Just when the winter started getting cold
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| You came along and you warmed up my bones
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| I’m in good, good trouble with you
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| I love to leave my lipstick all over your face
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| I love to sit around and talk to you
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| About music all day and every day
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| Oh, your kiss is the cure to a thousand lonely nights
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| This morning, I caught myself wondering
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| How your hands would fit on my thighs
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| Oh, now you’ve got me talking on the phone
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| You’ve got me writing new songs
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| What the hell’s going on?
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| I’m doing way too much, that’s how I know
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| I’m in good, good trouble with you, yeah
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| I’m in good, good trouble with you
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| Just when the winter started getting cold
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| You came along and you warmed up my bones
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| I’m in good, good trouble with you
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| I could feel it the moment we met
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| And it gets better and better for real
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| I could feel it the moment we touched
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| That’s how I know this is the real deal
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| And what if this goes alright?
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| I know it’s kind of crazy to say
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| But now, you got me thinking that way
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| What if this goes our way?
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| I’m doing way too much
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| I’m doing way too much
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| I’m in good trouble with you
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| I’m in good trouble with you
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| This morning, I caught myself wondering
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| What it would it be like if we shared a place
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| I’m doing way too much
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| We have only known each other for seven days
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| I’m in good trouble with you
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| I’m in good trouble with you |