| Hello, the good, good morning.
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| Oh, you are looking well.
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| Come here and hold me slowly,
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| I want you to myself.
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| Don’t let the world distract you,
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| Don’t call for no one else.
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| Just let the feeling have you,
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| I want you to myself.
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| Oh there’s so much to go around,
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| So much to go around,
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| You know I want you to stay.
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| Oh there’s so much to go around.
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| When you try to pin it down,
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| That moment slips away.
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| And when you are far from me,
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| And going someplace else,
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| I’ll think of next time, baby,
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| I’ll have you to myself.
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| Unfolding me like branches,
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| Give me that tender spell,
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| Dance awhile in my kitchen,
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| I want you to myself.
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| Oh there’s so much to go around,
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| You know I’m really happy now
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| And I want you to stay.
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| Oh there’s so much to go around,
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| When you try to pin it down,
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| That moment slips away.
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| Each moment is a secret,
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| How much it has to tell,
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| But it will never speak it,
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| If you keep it to yourself.
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| Oh there’s so much to go around,
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| Really shining, really living now,
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| Do you think you can stay?
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| Oh there’s so much to go around,
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| When you try to pin it down,
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| That moment slips away. |