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Everything Is Everything

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 08.11.2012

Love of my life
Love of my life
And everything is right
And everything is groovy
The boy moves me
Sets my soul on fire

Sweet love of mine
Sweet love of mine
Sweet love of mine

And everything is fine
And everything is groovy
The boy moves me
Keeps me satisfied

Don't you know that this love
You've given me is still in me
It's one thing I couldn't sacrifice
You're my joy, you're my pleasure
But most of all darling
You're my treasure

Everything is everything
Everything is everything
'Cause you're mine
Love of my life
Love of my life

Love of my life
And everything is right
This love I feel has got to be real
I'm as happy as can be

Don't you know everything is groovy
Everything is so fine
And everything is everything
'Cause you're mine
You're mine
You're mine

Everything is groovy
Everything is so fine
And everything is everything
'Cause you're mine
You're mine
You're mine

And everything is everything
Everything is groovy
And everything is so fine
And everything is everything
'Cause you're mine
You're mine
You're mine


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