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Hey St. Eddies boy I see you looking at me
I don't know if I like it
But the thought of you next to me
Has got me so excited
I sat behind you on the bus yesterday
You were staring out the window
Calling out that popular girl's name
Pretending that you like her

But somehow you know
That my touch is magic

I made a tape for you I hope that you like it
It's all about my dream of two
And how you might fit inside it

I am too young to know what I want
And you just want what people tell you to
On the television message from the sponsor
Boy, let me help you

Somehow you know
That my touch is magic
Somehow I feel
My body hold the magic

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