| Who would’ve known, the wind and the sunshine
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| Would oh baby, baby, build up these walls of mine
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| And I can’t see you or breathe you
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| Cause there’s trouble right beneath you
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| It’s all in the night
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| But oh baby, baby, come pick me up in your ride
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| I’m a cool old Jane with the skip on my feet
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| I play tough as nails with my heart on my sleeve
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| I’m nothing but a sand castle
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| Baby don’t blow me away, away
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| Baby I know, you do that to all the girls
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| You know that I’m fragile
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| Bay-ba-ba-ba baby, don’t blow me away
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| Baby I know, you do that to all the girls
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| You know that I’m fragile
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| Bay-ba-ba-ba baby, don’t blow me away
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| Who would’ve known, the storm of my past time
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| Would oh baby, make me, losing the song of the eye
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| And I can’t believe you or read you
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| Cause there’s pleasure in your preview
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| It’s all in your eyes
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| But oh Mr. DJ, baby, can you meet me outside?
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| You’re an old school dude
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| With the kick on your shoes
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| You’ve got groove in your hands
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| The way you spin those tunes
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| I’m nothing but a sandcastle
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| Baby don’t blow me away, away
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| Baby I know, you do that to all the girls
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| You know that I’m fragile
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| Bay-ba-ba-ba baby, don’t blow me away
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| Baby I know, you do that to all the girls
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| You know that I’m fragile
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| Bay-ba-ba-ba baby, don’t blow me away
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| Ooh, and just like the ocean
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| Lays right there behind me
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| Look over my sandcastle
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| And there’s a sight to see
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| Don’t blow me away
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| Don’t blow me, baby
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| Baby I know, you do that to all the girls
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| You know that I’m fragile
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| Bay-ba-ba-ba baby, don’t blow me away
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| Baby I know, you do that to all the girls
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| You know that I’m fragile
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| Bay-ba-ba-ba baby, please don’t blow me away
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| Away, away |