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Standing here in the music hall
With my microphone and a glitterball
And you walked right in, blowing through the doors
Like a force of nature, a force of nature
I cannot go, 'cause my head's a mess
But you're beautiful in the way you dress
I'm lost for words and I'm powerless
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I cannot go, 'cause my head's a mess
But you're beautiful, in the way you dress
I'm lost for words, and I'm powerless