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What's the difference

Show would never turn her head

And look my way

Ridicule my reasons

That's infatuation

No man on earth

Could give her anything

That she ain't got already

Money is no object

That's infatuation

I want her, I need her

I wanna be the hand to feed her

She's cold, She's gold

She makes me blush with hesitation

That's infatuation

Whatever that she wants

She takes it and she worries

'bout it later

Never tips the waiter

That's exaggeration

I cut her picture

From a colour magazine

Or from the paper

Kiss her on my wall

That's infatuation