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| | Honey why you callin me so late | 
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| | It’s kinda hard to talk right now | 
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| | Honey why you cryin? Is everything ok? | 
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| | I gotta whisper cause I can’t be too loud | 
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| | Well, my girls in the next room | 
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| | Sometimes I wish she was you | 
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| | I guess we never really moved on | 
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| | It’s really good to hear your voice | 
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| | Comin from the lips of an angel | 
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| | Never want to say goodbye | 
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| | But girl you make it hard to be faithful | 
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| | With the lips of an angel | 
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| | It’s funny that you’re callin me tonight | 
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| | And yes I dreamt of you too | 
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| | Does he know your talkin’ to me? | 
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| | No, I don’t think she has a clue | 
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| | Well my girls in the next room | 
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| | Sometimes I wish she was you | 
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| | I guess we never really moved on | 
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| | It’s really good to hear your voice | 
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| | Comin from the lips of an angel | 
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| | Never want to say goodbye | 
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| | But girl you make it hard to be faithful | 
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| | With the lips of an angel | 
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| | It’s really good to hear your voice | 
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| | Comin from the lips of an angel | 
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| | Never want to say goodbye | 
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| | But girl you make it hard to be faithful | 
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| | With the lips of an angel | 
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| | Honey why you callin me so late? | 
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