Smiles at me softly, I know her for sure
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Scent of her perfume is Christian Dior
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I know it must be wrong cos it surely can't be right
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Gonna go out and I'm gonna get lost tonight
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CHORUS
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Here I go again
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She's outer space and in my mind
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Nothing between us now but the chemistry is suicide
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And from this place we both can run and dance into oblivion
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Here I go again
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Ask her, her name and she says Miss Understood
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But I prefer crazy, now buy me a Bud
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Though we know it must be wrong cos it surely can't be right
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Gonna go out and gonna get lost tonight
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CHORUS
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Here I go again
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She's outer space and in my mind
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Nothing between us now but the chemistry is suicide
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And from this place we both can run and dance into oblivion
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Wide boy beaten up car looking for a life but he never gets far
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School's out pick up a girl never get home gonna see the world
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Wide boy beaten up car looking for a life but he never gets far
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School's out pick up a girl never get home gonna see the world
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Morning has broken it's seven AM leave by her her window I've done it again
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Though I know it must be wrong cos it surely can't be right
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Gonna go out and I'm gonna get lost to night
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CHORUS
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Here I go again
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She's outer space and in my mind
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Nothing between us now but the chemistry is suicide
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And from this place we both can run and dance into oblivion
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And dance into oblivion
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And dance into oblivion
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Oblivion
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Alistair Griffin |