She was walking alone on the street Thinking "God, how complicated is this of love" asked himself what the detail was that sure Cupid misinterpreted
He gave like every night laps in bed
sounded suddenly a romantic song on the radio
Maybe it was Michael Bolton who put his finger on the sore And as he lacked the dream I went to look for him
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