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theres something about your smile G# Bi swear that it makes me weakand when i'm close to youi find that it's hard to speaki act like a child of sixand i guess that it shows to wellthat you got the magic touchand i'm caught in your spellyou never convinced me that i'd be great but of petite sizebut something happens when i look into your eyesi try to defend myself but to late that i finally seeyou've got the magic touchand you cast your spell on meyeah yeah - they call it magic babyyeah yeah - it's more like tragic babyBb Bb Bwill i surrender to this fate ?C#mLetras de cancionesis there no sidedoors to escapethat look that you wear so wellis enough to make me melti suddenly find myself in things i've never feltno use in denying when a child can clearly tellthat you got the magic touchand i'm caught in your spellyeah yeah - they call it magic babyyeah yeah - it's more like tragic baby From Letras Mania