(Lobo)
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We were young and did not know
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Where the love we had started would go
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We both felt the fire inside
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It was so strong we could not let it die
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It started easy but it grew
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Bigger than both of us
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And by the time we knew
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Our lives would never be the same
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This love between us
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No longer was a game
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And I remember that September
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Like it was only yesterday
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And my memory I can still see
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The look you had in your eyes on that day
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And the magic of
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The first time we made love
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Remembering that night brings me a rush
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Which started out high and kept on going up
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Our love's been flying since that time
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But it's always that first night
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That stands out in my mind
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The First Time We Made Love
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Lobo |