New Kiss
Next year will be the year,
The year you're here.
The year you're here for that new Kiss.
That kind of kiss that goes down once a year,
Right after all that is old passes by.
It passes by like you pass me by,
You pass me up you pass me by.
I look forward to that night,
That night you stay awhile.
When you stay and say you don't want to pass me by.
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