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i want you to love me, i'm down on my knees.
i want to run away with you.
little darlin’, you are charismatic.
i want you to shove me and never say please.
i want to run away with you.
little darlin’, you are charismatic.

(chorus):
it is automatic when you kiss me, it's instamatical,
it sets me up for ecstasy and it feels alright.
you're the one who makes me blue,
you're the one who makes me blue.

i want you to take me back in the trees.
i want to run away with you.
little darlin’, you are charismatic.
i wanted to show you i'm not a big tease
i want to run away with you.
little darlin’, you are charismatic.

(chorus)

i want you to love me. i want to run away. (x4)
i want to run away, i want to,
my little darlin’, you are charismatic,
you are charismatic,
you are charismatic.

You’re a sentimental fool. What is so wonderful about that first meeting between a silly romantic schoolgirl and a matinee idol? You were much happier before you knew he existed, in the Convent where you used to pray to the Blessed Virgin. Longingly. If I could only find the faith I lost, so I could pray again! ‘Hail, Mary, full of grace! The Lord is with thee, the Lord is with Thee, the Lord is with Thee.’*

(chorus)

and it feels alright
you’re the one who makes me blue, me blue.

i want you to love me. i want to run away. (x4)
i want to run away, i want to,
my little darlin’, you are charismatic,
you are charismatic,
you are charismatic.

*from Long Day’s Journey Into Night, by Eugene O’Neill