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Hey what's up?
Leave your name and your number
And I'll call you back
God bless

It's been so long
Since I've held you
Yet thoughts of you come to me
And your face appears while lying here
It's like never being here without you
And even when you're far away
I appreciate you every day
I may be in Japan
London or France
No matter where I am
You're still my man
Winter, spring, summer, fall
Whenever you should call
No matter where I am
You're still my man
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Even I write undertone love songs
The verses are addressed to you
My lady, my baby
It's like always writing songs in love with you
These insides of mine don't lie
You're always on my mind
I can be on city streets
Or down south in the country
Any where in the world
You're still my girl
Eight days in a week
Whenever you need me
Any where in the world
You're still my girl

Sometimes I find it hard to bear
The pressures of this world
Until I speak, or think, or dream of you

Sometimes it's strange to find
All that matter is you at times
It feels so good to know
That you're all mine, you're mine

Ooh I may be in Japan
London or France
No matter where I am
You're still my man

I can be on city streets
Or down south in the country
Any where in the world
You're still my girl

Winter, spring, summer, fall
Whenever you should call
Anywhere in the world baby
I'm still your girl

Eight days in a week
Whenever you need me
No matter where I am
I'm you're man

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey what's up?   Leave your name and your number   And I'll call you back   God bless      It's been so long   Since I've held you   Yet thoughts of you come to me   And your face appears while lying here   It's like never being here without you   And even when you're far away   I appreciate you every day   I may be in Japan   London or France   No matter where I am   You're still my man   Winter, spring, summer, fall   Whenever you should call   No matter where I am   You're still my man   (Leave a message      Even I write undertone love songs   The verses are addressed to you   My lady, my baby   It's like always writing songs in love with you   These insides of mine don't lie   You're always on my mind   I can be on city streets   Or down south in the country   Any where in the world   You're still my girl   Eight days in a week   Whenever you need me   Any where in the world   You're still my girl      Sometimes I find it hard to bear   The pressures of this world   Until I speak, or think, or dream of you      Sometimes it's strange to find   All that matter is you at times   It feels so good to know   That you're all mine, you're mine      Ooh I may be in Japan   London or France   No matter where I am   You're still my man      I can be on city streets   Or down south in the country   Any where in the world   You're still my girl      Winter, spring, summer, fall   Whenever you should call   Anywhere in the world baby   I'm still your girl      Eight days in a week   Whenever you need me   No matter where I am   I'm you're man      Oh, oh, oh, oh