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you're so sweetthe way you get up in the morning with meyou have teawhile I stare into my cup of coffeebut you and meget into trouble easilyit's all your faultyou're supposed to be the one with the good senseyou disable all of my defensesyou're so sheik (?)I love the way you where your hair short darlingdon't you thinkwe make a pair when we walk down the streetbut you and meget into trouble easilyit's all your faultyou're supposed to be the one with the good sensewe'll stick together 'til the bitter end From Letras Mania