and there he came along just like an other love song
looking fresh to death and made my heart skip a beat
did you knew you walked in to an other poet ...
and you would pour out the words like moet
there nothing i like to dance with stars
stand in the middle of the dancefloor
and watch him slide in through the door
it what makes my heart , beat on repeat
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