La, la, la (He gives me love) |
| (La lalala lalala lalala...) |
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| I wake up every morning and there, before my eyes |
| I find my darling sighing sleepy sighs |
| I bend, I kiss his face – "Good morning, my love" |
| He smiles and pulls me closer, says it's me he's been dreamin' of |
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| He gives me love, lalala lalala... |
| I feel his arms wrapped around me |
| He gives me love, lalala lalala... |
| He gives me love, lalala... |
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| He comes home every evening, his work can get him down |
| But there, in the doorway, he hides away his frown |
| My heart begins to pound, I open the door |
| He takes me in his arms, who could ask for anything more? |
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| He gives me love, lalala lalala... |
| I feel his arms wrapped around me |
| He gives me love, lalala lalala... |
| He gives me love, lalala... |
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