Doobedood’ndoobe, Doobedood’ndoobe, Doobedood’ndoo

Go with what I've sent you...Someone to love

Heaven must have sent you to me
And I'm not gonna let you go back
I'm gonna love you till the stars don't shine
And angels start dressing in black

I wanna shout "Hallelujah"
Oh, heart I've finally fooled ya
Somebody strike up the band
I've got a good, good feeling

Doobedood'ndoo doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoo
Oh, doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoo
Oh, doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoo
I love you, yes I do
Doobedood'ndoo

I just started living
The day you started giving your love to me
And now music feels my soul
It sounds just like a rock 'n' roll symphony
Listen to the music in my soul
Ahhhh...

I see words inside your eyes
They beg me not to leave
Could it be we might have passed
On the same road to loneliness

Let us put bad memories
Of our past up on the shelf
(And leave it there forever)
And give ourselves a second chance
To enjoy love's priceless wealth

Don't it make you wanna shout "Hallelujah"
When you're feeling love go through ya
Somebody strike up the band
Here it comes again

Doobedood'ndoo doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoo
Oh, doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoo
Oh, doobedood'ndoo doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoo
I love you, yes I do
Doobedood'ndoo

I just started living
The day you started giving your love to me
And now music feels my soul
It sounds just like a rock 'n' roll symphony
Listen to the music in my soul

Doobedood'ndoo doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoo
Oh, doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoo
Oh, doobedood'ndoo doobedood'ndoobe doobedoobedoo
I love you, yes I do
Doobedood'ndoo

I just started living
The day you started giving your love to me...

Doobedood'ndoo doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoo
Oh, doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoobe doobedood'ndoo
Oh, doobedood'ndoo doobedood'ndoobe doobedoobedoo
I love you, yes I do
Doobedood'ndoo

I just started living
The day you started giving your love to me...

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