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Can I steal a little love?
Can I steal a little love?
Cool me, honey, I'm on fire
To steal your love is my desire
Hug me, squeeze me, 'til I'm red
'til my eyes bug out my head
Coo me, woo me, turtle dove
Can I steal a little love?
Please tell me why are you drivin' me crazy?
Why do I dig you like I do?
If I should steal a little kiss
And you can prove that it's wrong
I'll give it back to you
Tell me, honey, with a smile
I can walk you down the aisle
I won't even need a shove
Can I steal a little love?
Can I steal a little love?
Can I steal a little love?
Cool me, honey, I'm on fire
To steal your love is my desire
Hug me, squeeze me, 'til I'm red
'til my eyes bug out my head
Coo me, woo me, turtle dove
Can I grab a little love?
Please tell me why are you drivin' me crazy?
And why do I dig you like I do?
If I should steal a little kiss
And you can prove that it was wrong
Hey, I'll give it back to you
Tell me, honey, with a smile
I can walk you down the aisle
I won't even need a shove
Can I steal a little love?
Can I steal a little love?
Can I steal a little love?
Can I grab a little love?
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It's fabulous, it's fantasy, it knocks me out tremendously, your love for me.
It never was obtainable, and now it's unexplainable, your love for me.
It's priceless and it's precious, it's a joy to reveal,
It's hard to believe just how lucky in love you have made me feel.
It's lovable, it's lyrical, it's something of a miracle, your love for me.
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It's kinda like a bundleful of everything that's wonderful, your love for me.
Don't let me lose one hour of the magic, and the power of your love for me.
It's priceless and it's precious, it's a joy to reveal,
It's hard to believe just how lucky in love you have made me feel.
It's lovable, it's lyrical, it's something of a miracle, your love for me,
Your love for me.
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Chicago, Chicago that toddling town
Chicago, Chicago I will show you around - I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday couldn't shut down
On State Street, that great street, I just want to say
They do things they don't do on Broadway
They have the time, the time of their life
I saw a man, he danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago my home town
Chicago, Chicago that toddlin' town
Chicago, Chicago I'll show you around - I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down
On State Street, that great street, I just want to say
They do things that they never do on Broadway -- say
They have the time, the time of their life
I saw a man and he danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago, Chicago -- that's my home town
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Hold me in your arms dear dream with me
Cradled by your kisses tenderly
While a choir of angels from above
Sing our melody of love
Heart to heart forever, lips entwined
I am yours and you are mine, all mine
Heaven wrote the music up above
For our melody of love
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Hey, one heart is not enough, baby, two hearts make you feel crazy.
One makes you feel is so nice, two gets to put you in paradise,
Two hearts, two kisses, make one love.
Two hearts beat as one. dear, two arms make me know you care,
I have plenty of loving, your kiss is hotter than an oven.
Two hearts, two kisses, make one love.
Loving you, baby, is my desire, I know that you can set this world afire.
Little spark burning down deep inside, love should be ma-ade by two,
Two hearts beats as one, dear, two arms make me know you care.
I have plenty of loving, your kiss is hotter than an oven.
Two hearts, two kisses makes one love.
Loving you, baby, is my desire, I know that you can set this here world on fire.
Little spark burning down deep inside, love should be ma-ade by two
Two hearts beat as one, my dear, two hearts will make me know you care.
I have plenty of loving, and your kiss is hotter than an oven.
Two hearts, two kisses make one love.
You hear me, two hearts, two kisses make one love.
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Flowers mean forgiveness, I heard a poet say,
When you need forgiveness, you give her a bouquet,
Flowers mean forgiveness, my darling, here I stand,
Asking your forgiveness, with flowers in my hand.
As sure as I was wrong when I made you cry,
I know that you'd be wrong if you say goodbye.
Take these lovely flowers, or they'll be lonely too.
Flowers mean forgiveness, forgive me, say you do.
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It's just the same old song and dance, the same old song and dance,
Turns out you never cared at all, turns out you bound me like a ball,
Whoever thought I'd fall for the same old song and dance,
It's just the same old smooth routine, the same old moonlit scene,
Turns out you only used those eyes simply to tell me all those lies,
I really went king-size for the same old song and dance.
Me with a built-in radar, me with a cushion hard,
Winding up number one on the all-time loser's card.
I should forget you but I won't, should hate you but I don't,
It didn't turn out like I planned but if you smile and wave your hand,
I'd go out and hire a band, and wait for one more chance,
At the same old song and dance.
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It didn't turn out just like I planned,
But if you smile and wave your lily white hand,
I'd go out and hire a band, then wait for one more chance,
At the same old, same old song and dance.
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If it's the last thing I do, I'll make you mine
Darling the first thing is you, in my design
Just like the stars guard the moon above me
That's just how I'll guard our love, so love me
Please love me
If it's the last thing I do, I'll take your hand
And though I won't say a word, you'll understand
I'll build a dream just for two
And then I'll make it come true
If it's the very last thing I do
Just like the stars guard the moon above me
Thats just how I'll guard our love, so love me
Please love me
If it's the last thing I do, I'll take your hand
And though I won't say a word, you'll understand
I'll build a dream just for two
And then I'll make it come true
If it's the very last thing I do
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You can have my hand
You can have my hair
You can hold my arm
They are yours to share
From above my nose
To below my toes
From the bottom to the top
You can have all of me
You can have my coat
You can have my hat
You can pet my dog
You can tease my cat
Everything I got
No it's not a lot
From the bottom to the top
You can have all of me
I will try at one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four
To keep you satisfied
I will try those anything, everything, anything more
To hold you by my side
You can make me laugh
You can make me cry
You can change my heart
If you'll only try
By the stars above
You can have my love
From the bottom to the top
From the bottom to the top
From the bottom to the top
You can have all of me
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Don't make me beg for your kisses,
Beg for your tender embrace,
I want your love, not your sympathy,
Please don't make a beggar of me.
Since I looked in your direction,
Your tenderness is all I seem to crave.
But when I look for your affection,
You smile, my dear, and tell me to behave.
Don't make me beg for your kisses,
Beg for your tender embrace,
I want your love, not your sympathy,
Please don't make a beggar of me.
While I sigh and keep confessing,
The love I have for you will never die,
Somehow you always keep me guessing,
And wond'ring just how long I'll have to cry.
Don't make me beg for your kisses,
Beg for your tender embrace.
I want your love, not your sympathy,
Please don't make a beggar of me.
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Like a fish gets caught on a hook, you'll go for a line, get hit with the book,
Like cop puts cuff on a crook, baby, you'll get yours.
Like a clown falls down from a slap, you'll fall for sweet talk and know you're a sap
Like a bear walks right in a trap, baby, you'll get yours.
Like Eve who tricked old Adam, had to pay the cost,
A great Voice boomed and said, Madam, get lost,
Like a spider spins a web, and waits for a fly,
You'll fall for it, pimp some hard hearted guy
When he walks out with slim goodbye,
Watch those swinging doors, cause you'll get yours.
Just like Eve who tricked old Adam, she had to pay the cost,
A great Voice boomed and said, Madam, get lost.
Like a spider spins a web, and waits for a fly,
You'll fall for it, pimp, some hard hearted guy.
When he walks out with slim goodbye,
Watch those swinging doors, cause you'll, you'll get yours.
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