| There must be a boy far away |
| Exotic face that you want to obey |
| My eyes follow the curve of his hips |
| Oh what I'd do for the taste of his lips |
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| Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, |
| Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, |
| I want an old, old school romance, |
| I wanna go with a boy with some mystery, yeah. |
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| One touch of his hand I'm on fire |
| Those quiet whispers just fuel the desire. |
| With the mention of where we will go |
| I give him my heart, body, and soul. |
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| Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, |
| Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, |
| I want an old, old school romance, |
| I wanna go with a boy with some mystery, yeah. |
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| Oh, take me to another place, yeah. |
| Oh, I'm going your way, yeah. |