| I was with my friends
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| Third street walking the promenade
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| Then you passed by
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| Like a shooting star
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| I started falling for you
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| Without a warning
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| In my dreams I’m asking your name
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| Put your number down
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| Then I wake up and I chickened out
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| This part I hated
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| Young love so complicated
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| I know what people say
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| Don’t get carried away
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| Say boy got your whole life
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| Ahead of you
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| But what am I supposed to do
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| Young love, is taking me over
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| Your love, I’m loosing control
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| My heart stop — stops
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| When I get close to you
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| Like lightning striking out of the blue
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| Young love, It’s still in my sleep
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| So what, If you’re feeling me
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| Put your hands up, hands up
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| All about the world
|
| Everybody in young love
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| Since that day
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| I’ve been walking the avenues
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| Hoping that I would bump into you
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| Or you into me, but nothing
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| Just cold empty streets
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| I never thought that I would
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| See your face again (face again)
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| But just like that
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| I saw you walking in
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| Doors of my show sat down
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| In front of the row
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| I know what people say
|
| Don’t get carried away
|
| Say boy got your whole life
|
| Ahead of you
|
| But what am I supposed to do
|
| Young love, is taking me over
|
| Your love, I’m loosing control
|
| My heart stop — stops
|
| When I get close to you
|
| Like lightning striking out of the blue
|
| Young love, It’s still in my sleep
|
| So what, If you’re feeling me
|
| Put your hands up, hands up
|
| All about the world
|
| Everybody in young love
|
| I know what people say
|
| Don’t get carried away
|
| Say boy got your whole life
|
| Ahead of you
|
| But what am I supposed to do
|
| Young love, is taking me over
|
| Your love, I’m loosing control
|
| My heart stop — stops
|
| When I get close to you
|
| Like lightning striking out of the blue
|
| Young love, It’s still in my sleep
|
| So what, If you’re feeling me
|
| Put your hands up, hands up
|
| All about the world
|
| Everybody in young love
|
| I was with my friends
|
| Third street walking the promenade
|
| Then you passed by
|
| Like a shooting star
|
| I started falling for you
|
| Without a warning |