| I’ve surrendered to love’s calling
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| With everyday I live
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| The more I want to give
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| You treat me like a child
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| You know that’s not my style
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| Why don’t you look into your heart, boy
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| You’ve got to set her free
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| Or just let me be
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| 'Cause I can’t live in the backseat
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| A different kind of love
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| Is what you’re giving to me
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| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…)
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| Stolen moments are too few
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| 'Cause I want to live my life with you
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| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…)
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| I’m at your beck and call
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| Though you do me wrong
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| You’ve got to choose between her and me, boy
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| I can’t take this tug of war
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| I can’t take it anymore
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| It seemed you were the one for me, boy
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| I’ve done the best I can
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| And now it’s up to you
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| All I want to know is where we stand
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| A different kind of love
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| Is what you’re giving to me
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| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…)
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| Stolen moments are too few
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| 'Cause I want to live my life with you
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| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…)
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…
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| A different kind of love
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| Is what you’re giving to me
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| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…)
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| Stolen moments are too few
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| 'Cause I want to live my life with you
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| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…)
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| A different kind of love
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| Is what you’re giving to me
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| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…)
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| Stolen moments are too few
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| 'Cause I want to live my life with you
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| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…)
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh…
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| Oh-oh, a different kind of love
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah
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| Oh, yeah, it’s a different kind of love
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| Stolen moments, stolen moments are too few
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| 'Cause I don’t want to live
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| I don’t want to live in the backseat
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| So make up your mind
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| I can’t hide, I can’t hide the tracks of my tears
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| It’s a different kind of love, ooh-ooh-ooh…
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| I don’t want to live
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| I don’t want to live in the backseat
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| This is a different kind of love |