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| Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight, gonna grab some afternoon delight. | |
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| My motto's always been; when it's right, it's right. Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night? | |
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| When everything's a little clearer in the light of day. | |
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| And you know the night is always gonna be there any way. | |
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| Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. | |
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| Buie will never get married. | |
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