I've never known a girl like you before
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Now just like in a song from days of yore
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Here you come a-knockin', knockin' on my door
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And I've never met a girl like you before
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You give me just a taste, so I want more
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Now my hands are bleeding and my knees are raw
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'Cause now you've got me crawlin', crawlin' on the floor
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And I've never known a girl like you before
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You've made me acknowledge the devil in me
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I hope to God I'm talkin' metaphorically
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Hope that I'm talkin' allegorically
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Know that I'm talkin' about the way I feel
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And I've never known a girl like you before
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Never, never, never, never
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Never known a girl like you before
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This old town's changed so much
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Don't feel that I belong
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Too many protest singers, not enough protest songs
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And now you've come along, yes, you've come along
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And I never met a girl like you before
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It's all right
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Yeah, it's all right
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