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There'll be girls across the nation that will eat this up, babe
I know that it's your soul, but could you bottle it up
And get down to the heart of it, no it's my heart, you're shit out of your luck
Don't make me tell you again, my love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love
är början på en mycket bra låt!
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