| It’s kinda like jumpin' out of a plane
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| Stompin' on the gas to outrun a train
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| A ten pound bass on a ten dollar Zebco reel
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| There ain’t no question you’re the one
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| When you come around, girl, here it comes
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| It’s somethin' like nothin', I never thought I’d feel
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| This feels like somethin' I don’t wanna miss
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| You know what I’m sayin' when I say this
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| Oh baby, this feels a lot like love
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| This feels like a gift sent from above
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| That writers write about, poets speak of
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| Oh baby, this feels a lot like love.
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| Usually when somebody gets this close
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| I wave goodbye and say adios
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| But you’re makin' me wanna, wanna just hang around
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| Yeah, I wanna be here when the sun comes up
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| Share a first sip from your coffee cup
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| And share a last kiss after the sun goes down
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| This feels like somethin' I don’t wanna miss
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| You know what I’m sayin' when I say this
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| Oh baby, this feels a lot like love
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| This feels like a gift sent from above
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| That writers write about, poets speak of
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| Oh baby, this feels a lot like love.
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| This feels like somethin' I don’t wanna miss
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| You know what I’m sayin' when I say this
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| Oh baby, this feels a lot like love
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| This feels like a gift sent from above
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| That writers write about, poets speak of
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| Oh baby, this feels a lot like love.
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| Oh baby, this feels a lot like love |