She said, "Warm up your heart
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Sixty-six more degrees
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Then maybe you won't walk around
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Like a human iceberg on your knees"
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Now we could go together, baby
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To see a big man with books
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He'll take your mental temperature
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Give you lots of dirty looks that last
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Until the next day comes
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'Til the next day comes
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'Til the next day comes
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'Til the next day comes
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She said write me a song
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To prove our love is in full bloom
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And make it sound really popular
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With more hooks than a coat room
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And we could go together, baby
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To see a big man with books
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He'll take your mental temperature
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Give you lots of dirty looks that last
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Until the next day comes
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'Til the next day comes
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'Til the next day comes
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'Til the next day comes
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She said open your mind
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And not the lousy T.V. set
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Then maybe you won't walk around
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Like a three legged circus freak pet
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Now we could go together, baby
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To see a big man with books
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He'll take your mental temperature
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Give you lots of dirty looks that last
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Until the next day comes
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'Til the next day comes
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'Til the next day comes
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'Til the next day comes
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'Til The Next Day Comes
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