She's got a smile that it seems to me
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Reminds me of childhood memories
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Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky
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Now and then when I see her face
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She takes me away to that special place
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And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry
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Whoa, oh, oh
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Sweet child o' mine
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Whoa, oh, oh, oh
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Sweet love of mine
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She's got eyes of the bluest skies
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As if they thought of rain
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I'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain
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Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
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Where as a child I'd hide
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And pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by
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Whoa, oh, oh
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Sweet child o' mine
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Whoa whoa, oh, oh, oh
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Sweet love of mine
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Whoa, yeah
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Whoa, oh, oh, oh
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Sweet child o' mine
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Whoa, oh, whoa, oh
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Sweet love of mine
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Whoa, oh, oh, oh
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Sweet child o' mine
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Ooh, yeah
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Ooh, sweet love of mine
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Where do we go?
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Where do we go now?
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Where do we go?
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Ooh, oh, where do we go?
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Where do we go now?
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Oh, where do we go now?
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Where do we go? (Sweet child)
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Where do we go now?
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Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
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Where do we go now?
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Ah, ah
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Where do we go?
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Oh, where do we go now?
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Oh, where do we go?
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Oh, where do we go now?
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Where do we go?
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Oh, where do we go now?
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Now, now, now, now, now, now, now
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Sweet child
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Sweet child of mine
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