| I’m watching TV a Saturday night
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| What do I see
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| But a middleweight boxing fight
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| A right spar here, a left hook there
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| Two in one combination
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| A standard fare
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| One fighter he tries the Ali shuffle
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| Guess I’ll change the channel
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| 'Cause it’s just another scuffle
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| It reminds me of me and you
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| It reminds me of what we used to do
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| TV rerun watching James Dean
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| Red jacket on, he looks like Martin Sheen
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| I keep on thinking 'bout Natalie Wood
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| She sure was looking awfully good
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| That rebel may have looked so cool
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| Heart’s aflutter, but don’t be fooled
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| 'Cause in the end he still lost his fight
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| Tough luck, sonny, life’s not nice
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| It reminds me of me and you
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| It reminds me of what we used to do
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| It reminds me of high school
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| Reminds me of five years of doing nothing
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| Reminds me of five years without loving
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| Yeah
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| I didn’t blame anyone
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| For what happened to me
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| Full responsibility, you see
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| If I came up, I went down
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| I was fooled and I fooled around
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| You are the one that I’m after
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| And you are the one, no disaster
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| And you are the one I desire
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| And you are the one that I require
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| Tonight, oh honey, tonight
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| That’s right, honey, tonight
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| No more reruns
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| Just a static on my channel
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| Test pattern light
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| Lights my room like a candle
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| A time between the days
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| Slips in like a vandal
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| If I blink or tire
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| I’ll miss life’s gamble
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| That’s the time that I remember you
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| And that’s the time that I think of you
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| And that’s the time
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| I remember what we used to do
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| And that’s the time I think of you
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| But tonight you are the one I’m after
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| You are the one, no more disasters
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| You are the one I desire
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| And you are the one I require
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| Tonight, oh honey, tonight
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| That’s right, tonight, baby, tonight
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| You are the one that I’m after
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| And you are the one, no more disasters
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| You are the one I desire
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| And you are the one that I require
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| Tonight, oh honey, tonight
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| Oh honey, that’s right
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| Tonight, baby, that’s right… |