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Next to you
Two 'o clock and I wish that I was sleeping. You're in my head like a song on the radio. All I know is that I got to get next to you. Yeah I got to get next to you, Sitting here turning minutes into hours. To find the nerve just to call you on the telephone.
You don't know that I got to get next to you
You don't know that I got to get next to you
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Hej. Va är det som händer??. Inte bra känna ilska. Ses i morrn. Kram Moster M
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