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He's like Lyle Lovett, strategically handsome
In a cardiac kind of way
He'll show you his wallet, tell you it's empty
Then boldly maneuver a date
And the thing of it ... is you go

He'll take you to dinner, say he's not hungry
Then proceed to eat everything off your plate
You're looking around for a graceful exit
But there's just no way to satiate ...
that need because

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He's so good to look at
He's so good to touch
Well, he's so good to listen to
And the thing of it is ... oh, there's just so much

He'll hand you a drink and ask your opinion
But only after it's completely deadened your tongue
With him it's a risk on a daily basis
Oh, but it's just so much fun
And the thing of it is ... well it just is

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By now you're a part of every mess he gets into
And still you just can't get enough
He's kissing you close as the parachute opens
It's almost like taking a drug
And the thing of it ... is ... well, you know

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