<!-- Page Code:U2lnbWEgLSBHbGl0dGVyYmFsbCA= --> (verse 1) standing here in the music hall with my microphone and a glitterball and you walk right in blowing through the doors like a force of nature a force of nature (pre-chorus) i can't look up cause my head's a mess but you're beautiful in the way you dress i'm lost for words and i'm powerless right from the beginning
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