You're a song written by the hands of GodDon't get me wrong 'cause this might sound to you a bit oddBut you own the place where all my thoughts go hidingRight under your clothes, is where I find them
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'Cause of you, I forgot the smart ways to lieBecause of you, I'm running out of reasons to cryWhen the friends are gone, when the party's overWe will still belong to each other
Shakira "Underneath Your Clothes"
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