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Just A Song 2.39
Just a face on a magazine, just a face but it knocks me off my feet, just a face with the cowboy now. Hey, hey, hey I've got your picture and hey, hey, hey hanging on my wall. Hey, hey, hey but you don't know me at all (You don't know me at all) Just a song on the radio, just asong but they play it all the time makes me think of you and me babe one hot minute of love with us. Hey, Hey, Hey I want your number and Hey, Hey, Hey I'll put on my wall Hey, Hey, Hey wish you could give me a call. I lie awake and I dream about every night I could be your destiny and you could be my cool jealous guy. I hug my pillow tight and I kiss your picture nightly take me over Bosa Nova . I'm making a choice, I'm checking it twice between love in the flesh and my fantasy life 'cos most of my days are Squandered on dream now I'm gonna choose a love that is real. Hey, Hey, Hey I want your number and Hey, Hey, Hey do you wanna dance? Hey, Hey, Hey wish you could give me a chance and Hey, Hey, Hey my lucky number and Hey, Hey, Hey put it on your wall and Hey, Hey, Hey why don't you give me a call? Why don't you give me a call?
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