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Someday he’ll come along, the man I love / And he’ll be big and strong, the man I love / And when he comes my way / I’ll do my best to make him stay

It seems we stood and talked like this, before / We looked at each other in the same way then / But I can’t remember where or when / The clothes you’re wearing are the clothes, you wore

I love the looks of you, the lure of you / The sweet of you, the pure of you / The eyes, the arms, the mouth of you / The east, west, north, and that south of you