| Well he walked into the room with his love de jour
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| She was a pony-tailed porcelain doll
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| She was draped on his arm like a fine mink fur
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| She was at his beck and call
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| I couldn’t hear a word he said
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| But I’ve heard it all before
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| And like a rusty hinge on an eerie night
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| When you slowly close the door
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| He sent chills up and down, up and down my spine
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| He does it to me every time
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| It’s just a case of heart over mind
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| And still, somehow, he gets to me
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| Well I ain’t deaf and I ain’t dumb or blind
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| It’s just an elementary, simple case of heart over mind
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| Well, he walked into my life full of savior faire
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| Oh the things he could say with a smile
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| And I fell in love on the spot, right there
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| Good Lord, that man had style
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| Now I know better than to take him back
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| But I’ll take a second look
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| 'Cause I still get weak when he walks my way
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| 'Cause he sure did a body good
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| He sent chills up and down, up and down my spine
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| He does it to me every time
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| It’s just a case of heart over mind
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| And still, somehow, he gets to me
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| Well I ain’t deaf and I ain’t dumb or blind
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| It’s just an elementary, simple case of heart over mind
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| I’ve come to my senses
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| He ain’t right for me
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| He ain’t right for me
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| But he gets through my defenses
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| It’s hard to believe
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| He still sends chills up and down, up and down my spine
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| He does it to me every time
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| It’s just a case of heart over mind
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| And still, somehow, he gets to me
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| Well I ain’t deaf and I ain’t dumb or blind
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| It’s just an elementary, simple case of heart over mind
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| It’s just an elementary, simple case of heart over mind
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| Heart over mind
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| Heart over mind
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| I know it’s only heart over mind
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| Heart over mind
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| I know it’s only heart over mind |