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Jacintha

You know that it would be untrue;
You know that I would be a liar;
If I was to say to you;
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on, baby, light my fire,
Come on, baby, light my fire,
Try to set the night on fire
The time to hesitate is through,
No time to wallow in the mire,
Try now we can only lose,
And our love become a funeral pyre
The time to hesitate is through,
No time to wallow in the mire;
If I was to say to you;