| Sunday night and we’re still in bed
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| Had the best night I’ve ever had
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| And I’m next to you
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| There’s nothing I’d rather do
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| That same old song, going 'round my head
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| My feet hurt, I’ve never danced so bad
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| I’m falling for you when I hear you humming that tune
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| I can’t take my eyes off you, off you
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| Baby, you are flawless when you’re on the floor
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| You stole my heart, you must be some kind of criminal
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| Girl, you break the law, it makes me want you more
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| You got me feeling something different
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| I know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| Too shy to talk to you at seventeen
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| Older now, you’re no longer a dream
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| And you’re next to me
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| There’s no place I’d rather be
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| Oh, 'cause we’ll be dancing when we’re 64
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| Our kids don’t call us much anymore
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| It’ll be you and me
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| I’m still feeling young, wild, and free
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| You make me feel young, wild, and free
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| Baby, you are flawless when you’re on the floor
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| You stole my heart, you must be some kind of criminal
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| Girl, you break the law, it makes me want you more
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| You got me feeling something different
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| I know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| Know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| Know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| Know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| Know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| You must be some kind of criminal
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| You must be some kind of criminal
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| You must be some kind of criminal
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| Baby, you are flawless when you’re on the floor
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| You stole my heart, you must be some kind of criminal
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| Girl, you break the law, it makes me want you more
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| You got me feeling something different
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| I know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| Know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| Know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| Know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| Know I’m yours, know I’m yours
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| Sunday night and we’re still in bed
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| Had the best night I’ve ever had
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| And I’m next to you
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| There’s nothing I’d rather do |