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I can't help but stare When I see you standing there in your Ripped jeans, blonde hair I won't say come over here Let you inject the fear That I won't make that clear But you're telling me the words I wanna hear You keep saying I'm the kinda guy you've been looking for Wonder why I never asked you before Try to be cool you keep coming back for more Every night you're calling my phone Inviting me round when nobody's home Kiss so much now my lips are getting sore She keeps coming back for more I can't help but sound A little disturbed when I see you round Look sharp, stay down You're still telling me the words I wanna hear You keep saying I'm the kinda guy you've been looking for Wonder why I never asked you before Try to be cool you keep coming back for more Every night you're calling my phone Inviting me round when nobody's home Kiss so much now my lips are getting sore She keeps coming back for more You never thought that I Would ever realise I feel the way I do I know it might sound bad But girl I think I've had I've had enough of you I'm the kinda guy you've been looking for Wonder why I never asked you before Try to be cool you keep coming back for more Every night you're calling my phone Inviting me round when nobody's home Kiss so much now my lips are getting sore She keeps coming back for more She keeps coming back for more