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Whenever I am near you
Whenever I get close to you
I get a funny feeling
Oh you're too perfect
To be real
You're so young
And you're so clean
You know you've got everything
Oh I can touch you
When I dream
Lovelee sweet Darlene
Darling of my dreams
I know that it's unhealthy
I'm fantasizing everything
I know that you don't need me
That's why these
Feelings lie to me
I'm dreaming up this fantasy
Oh I don't know what to do
I only wish that you had me
Lovelee sweet Darlene
Darling of my dreams
Whenever I am near you
Whenever I get close to you
I get a funny feeling
Oh you're too perfect to be real
I touch your hair
I touch your lips
And I imagine we kiss
Oh I could die a thousand times
Lovelee sweet Darlene
Darling of my dream
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When I see you
In your plastic coat and sandals
It's like a dream
Oh there's no words for how I feel
In your pastel coloured clothes
You look like Echstein
When you undress
You shimmer in the sunlight
I held my breath
But I simply feel I've no cares
When your hair hangs down
And hides the look in your eyes
Your chemistry is attractive to me
In certain light you are hypnotised
By the danger in your eyes
You carry through
There's a kindness in your nature
Life is for (child)
And everyone let's you unwind
In your pastel coloured clothes
You look like Echstein
Your chemistry is attractive to me
In certain light you are hypnotised
By the danger in your eyes
Look at the sun
'Cause it's shining for you
You think it's fun
You are hypnotised
By the danger in your eyes
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So face up it's not for me
Some dumb Charles Atlas fantasy
But you can kick sand in my face
If you want to
Save your hairstyle, stay inside
Watch TV, improve your mind
You soak up those beach parties
And eat ice cream
You're so weird, you're wonderful
My favourite fascination
On Another Rainy Saturday
Bubblegum and cigarettes
Your favourite things I can't forget
Trash your plastic mac
It makes your legs get wet
Wear your raincoat inside out
You turned my lovelife upside down
Standing on my head again
It feels happy
You're so weird, you're wonderful
My favourite fascination
On Another Rainy Saturday
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What a wonderful time of year
to come on out and grow your hair
Fall in love with me, oh yeah, oh yeah
Take a look at the others now
Can't you see them get it on
Don't you know that they can do no wrong
Oh we're so beautiful!
Isn't it really cosmic, girl
It's my own little universe
Try to really think of words
sexual revelations, yeah
why don't you let it all hang out
don't you wanna scream and shout oh yeah
Oh we're so beautiful!
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