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I was into you, boy Like I thought nothing else You see, I keep falling, (falling) Falling too fast See I met no other man Who had the same hands Workin from day until night Worth him from holdin me to pickin fights Fits o rage Comin through my face like nothing I have ever known Fits o rage Was something I can deal with out so I had to let him go-oh-oh-oh-oh You got to move on (move on, yeah) You got to let him go-oh (him go) Instead its the one thing (one) And thats how you know That youve got to let him go-oh And my baby with the long hair One of those artist types Probably the finest man Ill have ever in my life time See I met no other man Who had the same style But now I know its impossible To look that good and still have a life Letras de canciones Look in the mirror Checkin out himself When he shoulda been A better mirror Checkin out this woman waiting for him right in front of him oh-oh-ohh You got to move on (move on, yeaah) You got to let him go-oh (him go) Instead its the one thing (one) And thats how you know That youve got to let him go-oh (Thanks to Nora for these lyrics) From Letras Mania