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Who, oh who on earth are you
who has made these feelings feel so true?
What, oh what should I do
when sometimes all I think about is you?

When, oh when would I be able to let you know
that I love to see your lovely glow?
Where, oh where did Cupid go?
Why'd he fail to shoot the arrow?

Why, oh why did you enter my life
when you haven't left the other's life?
How, oh how do I survive?
'cause when I see you,
my heart takes a knife.