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By dave fenton
I've got your picture of me and you
You wrote "i love you" i love you too
I sit there staring and there's nothing else to do
Oh it's in color your hair is brown
Your eyes are hazel and soft as clouds
I often kiss you when there's no one else around
I've got your picture, i've got your picture
I'd like a million of them all round my cell
I asked the doctor to take your picture
So i can look at you from inside as well
You've got me turning up and turning down
And turning in and turning 'round
I'm turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
Turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
I'm turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
Turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
I've got your picture, i've got your picture
I'd like a million of them all round my cell
I want the doctor to take your picture
So i can look at you from inside as well
You've got me turning up and turning down and turning in and turning 'round
I'm turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
Turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
I'm turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
Turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
No sex, no drugs, no wine, no women
No fun, no sin, no you, no wonder it's dark
Everyone around me is a total stranger
Everyone avoids me like a psyched lone-ranger everyone
That's why i'm turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
Turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
I'm turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
Turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
Turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
Turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
Turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
(think so think so think so)
Turning japanese
I think i'm turning japanese
I really think so
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Sixty Second Interval
Somehow
Spring Collection
Trains
Turning Japanese
Wasted
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