The look upon her face
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She was still good at 21 but she had her mind made up
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that she could never fall the way she felt for me
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she used to be my lover but now she's just an old friend
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a bitter sweet self concluding and
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The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
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it still hunts me, in my dreams ohh
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The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
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it still hunts me, in my dreams ohh.
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The look upon her face
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She still calls me up despite the fact
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she said that she's moved on
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she'd seen with out guys just to piss me off
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I know, she knows the way to make me sweat
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but open me I'll say, that I could care less.
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The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
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it still hunts me, in my dreams ohh
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The look upon her face when I told that I was leaving in the morning
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it still hunts me, in my dreams ohh.
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Ohh the look upon her face, the look upon her face
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the look upon her face
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Ohh, the look upon her face
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the look upon her face, the look upon her face
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the look upon her face,
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the look upon her face, the look upon her face,
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it still hunts me in my dreams
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The Look
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| Never Shout Never |
