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The Temptations Gettin Ready

The feeling we used to get, whenever our lips met. Like smoke from a cigarette, it's fading away. Fading away, fading away. It hurts me to think about

ready, so get ready 'cause here I come. (Get ready 'cause here I come) I'm on my way. (Get ready 'cause here I come) (Get ready 'cause here I come-a) (Get ready