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It’s such a joy\nTo be swimming in the ocean\nOf your wildest imagination\nOh, what a thrill\nTo be floating like a feather\nAmong the finest of your creations\nIt’s not obsession what I’m after\nNor is fixation for that matter\nI’d like to call it\nJust a little bit\nOf direction\nI want you to think about me all the time\nI want you to dream about me all the time\nI wanna linger in your mind\nEveryday and every night\nI want you to think about me all the time\nI get a buzz\nWhen I’m cruising like a whisper\nThrough your conscience’s forbidden alleys\nI like being your Daisy\nAnd you my Jay Gatsby\nOr your Satine in bohemian Paris\nIt’s not obsession what I’m after\nNor is fixation for that matter\nI’d like to call it\nJust a little bit\nOf direction\nI want you to think about me all the time\nI want you to dream about me all the time\nI wanna linger in your mind\nEveryday and every night\nI want you to think about me all the time\nAll the time\nAll the time\nAll the time
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