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theres something about your smile

 i swear that it makes me weak

and when i'm close to you

i find that it's hard to speak

i act like a child of six

and i guess that it shows to well

that you got the magic touch

and i'm caught in your spell

you never convinced me that

i'd be great but of petite size

but something happens when i look into your eyes

i try to defend myself but to late that i finally see

you've got the magic touch

and you cast your spell on me

yeah

yeah - they call it magic baby

yeah

yeah - it's more like tragic baby

will i surrender to this fate ?

is there no sidedoors to escape

that look that you wear so well

is enough to make me melt

i suddenly find myself in things i've never felt

no use in denying when a child can clearly tell

that you got the magic touch

and i'm caught in your spell

yeah

yeah - they call it magic baby

yeah

yeah - it's more like tragic baby