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We don't dance the two-step anymore,
All we need's a small part of the floor.
The band can go on playin' almost anything it wants.
When you fall in love everything's a waltz.
Eyes were meant for lookin' into real close.
Arms were meant for holdin' what you want the most.
Lips were meant to say what bodies feel down in their hearts.
When you fall in love
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