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Lauryn Hill, I need you baby

You're just too good to be true.Can't take my eyes off you.You'd be like heaven to touch.I wanna hold you so much.At long last love has arrived.And I thank God I'm alive.You're just too good to be true.Can't take my eyes off you.Pardon the way that I stare.There's nothing else to compare.The thought of you leaves me weak.There are no words left to speak.But if you feel like I feel.please let me know that it's real.You're just too good to be true.Can't take my eyes off you.I need you baby if it's quite all right,I need you baby to warm the lonely night I love you baby.Trust in me when I say: OK (It's OK..)Oh pretty baby, don't let me down, I pray.Oh pretty baby, now that I found you, stay.And let me love you, oh baby. Let me love you. Oh baby...

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