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 Call up,  once, hang up the phone.
 To let me know you  it home.
 Don't want nothing  be wrong with part-time lover.
 
  she's with me I'll blink the lights.
 To let  know tonights the night.
 For me  you my part-time lover.
 
 We are undercover passions on  run,
 Chasing  up against the sun.
 We are strangers by day, lovers  night.
 Knowing it's so wrong, feeling so 
 
 If I'm with friends and we should 
 Just pass my by,  even speak.
 Know the word's "discreet" when part-time 
 
 But if there's some 
 Have a male friend to ask  me.
 Then she won't seem  be my part-time lover.
 
 We are undercover passions on  run,
 Chasing love up against the 
 We  strangers by day, lovers by night.
 Knowing it's so wrong, feeling so 
 
 I've got  that I should tell.
 Last  someone rang our doorbell.
 It was not  part-time lover.
 
  then a man called our exchange.
 But did not  to leave his name.
 Two can  the game of part-time lovers.
 
 We are undercover passions on  run.
 Chasing love up against the 
  are strangers by day, lovers by night.
 Knowing it's so wrong,  so right.