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Do It
The Sunday Drivers
Do It
2007
Tiny Telephone
39
Never feel I'm doing fine
You get depressed or you are on cloud nine
You look tasty or a sorry sight
Shine your light, oh, woah, woah, woah

Never heard you singing on my mind
Never heard you humming a melodic, catchy line
You just give me one thing back
So shine your light, oh, woah, woah, woah

Do it, do it
Put yourself in my place
Do it, do it, do it

I can see it in your eyes
You are different and you know it right
Any given Sunday, any time
Shine your light, oh, woah, woah, woah

If I didn't love you as much as I do
Don't know what I would do 'cause I've never not loved you
You just give me one thing back
So shine your light, oh, woah, woah, woah

Do it, do it
Put yourself in my place
Do it, do it, do it

Do it, do it
Put yourself in my place
Do it, do it, do it

Do it, do it
Put yourself in my place
Do it, do it, do it

Do it, do it
Put yourself in my place
Do it, do it, do it
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