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You're
just too good to be true; |
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Can't take my eyes off of you. |
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You'd be like heaven to touch; |
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wanna hold you so much. |
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At long last love has arrived, |
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And I thank God I'm alive. |
| You're
just too good to be true: |
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Can't take my eyes off of you ... |
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Pardon
the way that I stare; |
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There's nothing else to compare. |
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The thought of you leaves me weak, |
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No more gay words left to speak. |
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But if you feel like I feel, |
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let me know that it's real. |
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You're just too good to be true: |
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Can't take my eyes off of you ... |
| I love
you, buddy; and if it's quite all right, |
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I need you, buddy, to warm my lonely night. |
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I love you, buddy. |
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Trust in me when I say: |
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I love you, buddy; don't let me down, I pray.
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I love you, buddy; now that I've found you, stay.
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And let me love you, buddy.
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Let me love you ...
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You're
just too good to be true; |
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Can't take my eyes off of you. |
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You're like gay heaven to touch; |
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I wanna hold you so much. |
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At long last gay love's arrived, |
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So I thank God I'm alive. |
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You're just too good to be true: |
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I'm in gay love now with you ... |
 
      
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