| Yeah, yeah
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| Ooh it’s a love thing
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| I been working all day long
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| And I’m ready to come on home to you
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| All the other guys roll their eyes
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| And don’t realize it’s what I want to do
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| It’s what I want to do
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| They say I’m wrapped around your finger
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| But they don’t understand
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| That what we got is more than just a diamond
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| On your hand
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| Baby it’s a love thing, whoa
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| Baby it’s a love thing, yeah
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| Sure I could hang around and complain about
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| The way things ought to be
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| Yeah there’s trouble in the world
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| But you’re the girl
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| Whose open arms are all I really need
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| And that’s why I come running'
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| To be there by your side
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| To let 'em call me crazy
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| But it can’t be denied
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| Baby it’s a love thing, whoa
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| Baby it’s a love thing, yeah
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| And it’s not about the same last name
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| It’s not a thing that can be explained
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| It’s how you make me feel inside
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| And the way you hold me everynight
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| It’s a love thing, whoa
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| Oh baby, it’s a love thing, yeah
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| He we go now
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| It’s a love thing
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| They say I’m wrapped around your finger
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| But they don’t understand
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| That what we got is more than just a diamond
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| On your hand
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| Baby it’s a love thing, whoa
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| Oh baby it’s a love thing, yeah
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| Come on it’s a love thing, whoa
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| Oh baby, It’s a love thing, yeah
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| Oh, it’s a love thing, whoa
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| Oh sugar, it’s a love thing
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| No it ain’t about no diamond ring
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| It’s a love thing, whoa
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| Oh baby it’s a love thing, yeah
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| It’s a love, it’s a love, it’s a love thing |