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All credits to the copyright owners. Lyrics: Finishing eight or nine? Tell me, what's the perfect time? Told you I'll be waiting Hiding from the rainfall Come into my bedroom Come into my bedroom Come into my bedroom Come into my bedroom Tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased? On my last strength against all that you believed Come into my bedroom (young as I want to know) Come into my bedroom (I'll never let you go) Come into my bedroom (trading a baseball lover) Come into my bedroom (as I face the snow) Young as I want to know I'll never let you go Trading a baseball lover I face the snow Come into my bedroom Come into my bedroom Come into my bedroom Come into my bedroom Finishing eight or nine? Tell me, what's the perfect time? I told you I'll be waiting Hiding from the rainfall Tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased? On my last strength against you Baby, tell me what you need Young as I want to know I will never let you go Trading a baseball lover as I face the snow So, tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased? On my last strength against you Baby, tell me what you need Finishing eight or nine? Tell me, what's the perfect time? I told you I'll be waiting Hiding from the rainfall Tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased? On my last strength against you Baby, tell me what you need Young as I want to know I will never let you go Trading a baseball lover as I face the snow So, tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased? On my last strength against you Baby, tell me what you need Finishing eight or nine? Tell me, what's the perfect time? I told you I'll be waiting Hiding from the rainfall So, tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased? On my last strength against you Baby, tell me what you need Young as I want to know I will never let you go Trading a baseball lover as I face the snow So, tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased? On my last strength against you Baby, tell me what you need