| She keeps it all together
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| I always come unwound
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| She’s cool calm and collected
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| I wanna paint the town
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| She’s like a Sunday morning
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| I’m a dancehall Saturday night
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| She’s like a stain glass window
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| I’m a lonestar neon light
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| She has another side
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| That no one sees but me She is the only one
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| That brings me to my knees
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| There’s something about Sinatra
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| And a bottle of Chardonnay
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| Without a single word
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| She takes my breath away
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| When she gets that look in her eyes
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| When she gets that want you
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| Need to love you
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| Right now kind of look in her eyes
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| She’s always lookin' so fine
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| That I can’t believe mine
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| And when those stars align
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| Just add a little white wine
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| And moonlight and that girl’s off the hook
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| When she’s good she’s good
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| But even better when she gets that look
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| She sparkles like a diamond
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| She twinkles like a star
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| She’s like a ray of sunshine
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| That always melts my heart
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| And when I’m feeling empty
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| Her love makes me whole
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| Just like a country breeze
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| That soothes my weary soul
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| When she gets that look in her eyes
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| When she gets that want you
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| Need to love you
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| Right now that kind of look in her eyes
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| She’s always lookin' so fine
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| That I can’t believe mine
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| And when those stars align
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| Just add a little white wine
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| And moonlight and that girl’s off the hook
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| When she’s good she’s good
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| But even better when she gets that
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| Slow dancin'
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| Romancin'
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| She’s up to something
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| Wearin' nothin' but her beautiful smile
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| She’s up to something
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| Wearin' nothin' but a beautiful smile
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| When she gets that look in her eyes
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| When she gets that want you
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| Need to love you
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| Right now that kind of look in her eyes
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| She’s always lookin' so fine
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| That I can’t believe mine
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| And when those stars align
|
| Just add a little white wine
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| And moonlight and that girl’s off the hook
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| When she’s good she’s good
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| But even better when she gets that look
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| When she’s good she’s good
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| But even better when she gets that look
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| There’s something about Sinatra
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| And a bottle of Chardonnay
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| Without a single word
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| She takes my breath away
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| She’s like a Sunday morning
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| I’m a Saturday night
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| She’s like a stain glass window
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| I’m a neon light |