| She knows me and I know her
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| We’ve been colleagues for a while
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| I’ve been knocked out since the first time
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| That I saw her amazing style
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| Precision is her trademark
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| Every cut is so precise
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| She operates with passion
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| She’s got hunger in her eyes
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| The way she cuts into a heart
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| It’s so professional
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| It looks just like a way of art
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| And I’m in love
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| I was doing an autopsy
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| Nervous out in my fingertips
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| 'Cos she sat there and observed me
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| With a big smile on her lips
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| «Go ahead and open him», she said
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| So I grabbed my scalpel
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| And started to cut into the dead
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| But there was nothing left
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| Angela
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| You stole my heart away
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| And then you stole my liver
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| I just can’t take anymore
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| Angela
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| I won’t survive another day
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| 'Cos you make me shiver
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| And I can’t find a cure
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| I’m a surgeon in love
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| She’s a teaser and I know that
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| She’s making a fool of me
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| But no matter if I try to ignore her
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| She’s still a master of surgery
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| Just tell her what’s your problem
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| And she will solve it fast
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| So close your eyes and sleep now
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| And hopefully you’ll last
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| She does her talking with her hands
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| And I would die to listen
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| So just relax, she understands
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| If you’re scared to death
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| Angela
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| You stole my heart away
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| And then you stole my liver
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| I just can’t take anymore
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| Angela
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| I won’t survive another day
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| 'Cos you make me shiver
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| And I can’t find a cure
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| I’m a surgeon in love
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| I guess I failed but at least I tried
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| You can not buy her
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| She only cares of what’s inside
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| But I won’t give up
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| He won’t give up
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| He won’t give, he won’t give up
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| He won’t give up
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| He won’t give, he won’t give up
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| He won’t give up
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| He won’t give, he won’t give up
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| Angela, Angela
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| You stole my heart away
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| And then you stole my liver
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| I just can’t take anymore
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| Angela
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| I won’t survive another day
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| 'Cos you make me shiver
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| And I can’t find a cure
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| I’m a surgeon in love |