(V1)
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Hey flower, dancing in the breeze
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You have a power, brings me to my knees
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Like a face that’s beaming in a crowd of frowns
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You’re a verb that’s screaming in a bunch of nouns
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Like a razor blade, like a garden spade
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You dug down deep inside me, cut straight to my heart
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Like a long-term loan, like your own cell phone
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I wanna be beside you; cause you’re the one I love
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(V2)
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You have a beauty, that warms the coldest day
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And you’re such a cutie, you could melt the snow away
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If you worked late nights, on check-out number nine
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Do you know that I’d fight, just to get into your line
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Like a treasure chest, like the great wild west
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A spirit of adventure, a heart that’s made of gold
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When you’re old and grey, and your teeth decay
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I wanna be beside you; cause you’re the one I love
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(CH)
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You’re the one that I love
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You’re the one, not a two or a three
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Baby you are for me
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You’re the one that I love
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(V3)
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Sometimes so gentle, when you touch my face
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Sometimes so mental, I think that you’re from outer-space
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But I’m like a Klingon, stuck to your wind screen
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I have been pulled in, by your tractor beam
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You’re an answered prayer, someone that’s there
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Who really wants to know me, really wants to care
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And when you’re in need, like a friend indeed
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I wanna be beside you, ‘cause you’re the one I love
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Hey Flower
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| The Lads |
