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You know I·m one of a kind;
Boy what·s this I see,
This girl she looks just like me,
Blond hair and dressed to a T,
You tell me how can this be,
If she knew I was the one,
Who used to turn you on,
Yeah,
But you don·t want to talk about it
When you think you can find
Someone to fill my shoes
And you ask yourself why
That she can·t do the thing I do
And you can·t deny
That everywhere you go
You see my face and my name
And it eats you up insïde
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04.12.2006, 15:17 de ionel coscondel