2 мин за четене
Sweet untouchable you
You gave me the runaround
All you say and what you do
picks me up and leaves me hanging
Do you call, do you
Do you call, do you
Do you call, do you call that lovin' me?
I don't, I don't, I don't nono
Sweet unthinkable past
How you jog my memory
I knew, I knew it wouldn't last
'cause you keep on pickin' me up and leaving me hanging ...
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