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I don’t know why you are mean to me
When I call on the telephone.
And I don’t know what you mean to me
But I want to turn you onturn you upfigure you outI want to take you on
These words"You will be mine."
These words"You will be mine."
All the time.
Now fool might be my middle name
But I’d be foolish not to say
I’m going to make whatever it takes
Ring you upcall you downsign your namesecret love
Make it rhymetake you inand make you mine.
These words"You will be mine."
These words"You will be mine." all the time. oh
I tripped and fell. did I fall.
What I want to feelI want to feel it now
You know with love come strange currencies
And here is my appeal:
I need a chancea second chancea third chancea fourth chance
A worda signala noda little breath
Just to fool myselfto catch myselfto make it realreal
These words"You will be mine"
These words"You will be mine." all the time. oh
These words"You will be mine."
These wordsthey haunt mehunt me downcatch in my throatmake me pray
To saythis love's confinesoh.
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