Everybody Knows I Love You

Tell me, baby
When we first got together
When you first came around
I don’t remember
We’ve been so long together
So long the talk of the town

Everybody knows I love you, baby
Everybody knows I really do
Everybody knows you’re still my lady
Everybody knows, god, it’s true

Come on baby
Before the love starts fading
Before the love is all gone
Move on closer
We got to make it happen
We got to get it on

Everybody knows I love you, baby
Everybody knows it’s all I do
Everybody knows I don’t mean maybe
Everybody knows, except you

You don’t even know I still care about you
You don’t even know about a thing I feel
You don’t even know when I dream about you
You’re almost here for real

(Everybody knows) when I call your name
(Everybody knows) no, it ain’t no game
(Everybody knows) when I see your face
(Everybody knows) oh, it’s you I can’t replace

Everybody knows I love you, baby
Everybody knows I really do
Everybody knows you’re still my lady
Everybody knows, except you

You don’t even know I still care about you
You don’t even know about a thing I feel
You don’t even know when I dream about you
You’re almost here for real
You’re almost here for real
Everybody knows

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