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On no one left alive in nineteen hundred and eighty five will ever do She may be right, she may be fine She may get love but she won't get mine 'Cos I got you Oh, I, oh, I Well, I just can't enough of that sweet stuff My little lady gets behind On my mama, said the time would come When I would find myself in love with you I didn't think I never dreamed That I would be around to see it all come true Woah, I, oh, I Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff My little lady gets behind |