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Jackie DeShannon

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I can feel a something pounding in my brain
Just any time that someone speaks your name
Trumpets sound and I hear thunder boom
Every time that you walk in the room.
--
"When You Walk In The Room" (1962)

 
Jackie DeShannon

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