You take my heart like a bow and arrow
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And shoot it at me I know
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I walk the tight rope when it's narrow
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To earn my degree I know
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Now I'm the last boy at the playground
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Who's laughin' at me - I know, I know, I know
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And through the corridor I follow you
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And the chaos trips my mind
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Now I write you short stories
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Just to say we're gonna love each other all the way
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Well I know you're not the talkin' kind
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And if you really want to know me
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(Oh, you know)
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Burn a lamp at midnite
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Said I really want to know you
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(Oh, you know)
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Burn a lamp at midnite
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In a red school house where I see you
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In the morning light - I know
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Send me sailin' to pick you flowers
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From the isle of white - You know, you know, you know
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Take my eyes to the pages
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Where I draw pictures of your name
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Now I speak in dialects
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Just to say
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(We're gonna love each other all the way)
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You're not the kind of girl that plays the game
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And if you really want to know me
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(Oh, you know)
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Burn a lamp at midnite
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Said I really want to know you
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(Oh, you know)
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Burn a lamp at midnite
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And to really understand me
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(Oh, you know)
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Burn a lamp at midnite, nite, nite, nite
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And through the corridor I follow you
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And the chaos trips my mind
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Now I write you short stories
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Just to say
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(We're gonna love each other all the way)
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But I know you're not the talkin' kind, kind
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And if you really want to know me
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(Oh, you know)
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Burn a lamp at midnite
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Said I really want to know you
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(Oh, you know)
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Burn a lamp at midnite
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And to really understand me, oh you know
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Burn a lamp at midnite
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I said I really want to know you, oh you know
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Burn a lamp at midnite yeah
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(Da, Della) continued until the end of the song.
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Lamp At Midnite
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Corey Hart |