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Do it the hard way,
And its easy sailing. Do it the hard way, And it's hard to loose. Only the soft way Has a chance of failing. You have to choose. I tried the hard way, When I tried to get you. You took the soft way, When you said "we'll see". Darling, now i let you Do it the hard way, Now that you want me. |
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When I fall in love it will be forever
Or I'll never fall in love In a restless world like this is Love is ended before its begun And too many moonlight kisses Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun When I give my heart it will be completely Or I'll never give my heart And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too That's when I fall in love with you And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too That's when I fall in love with you |
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Grown accustomed to her looks
Oh I, I've grown, grown accustomed to her voice I've grown accustomed to her face She almost makes the day begin I've grown accustomed to the tune She whistles night and noon Her smiles, her frowns, her ups and her downs Are second nature to me now (Second nature) Like breathing out and breathing in (Breathing out and in) I was serenely independent and content before we met Surely I could always be that way again and yet I've grown accustomed to her looks Accustomed to her voice, accustomed to her face Grown accustomed to her looks Grown accustomed to her voice I've grown accustomed to her face She almost makes the day begin (Day begin) I've gotten used to hear her say "Good morning", every day Her joys, her woes, her highs, her lows Are second nature to me now (Second nature) Like breathing out and breathing in (Breathing out and in) I'm so grateful she's a woman and so easy to forget Rather like a habit one can always break and yet I've grown accustomed to the trace of something in the air Accustomed to her face Grown accustomed to her looks Grown accustomed to her trace I've grown accustomed to her voice Grown accustomed to her face She's second nature to me now Like breathing out and breathing in (Breathing out and breathing in) I was serenely independent and content before we met Surely I could always be that way again and yet I've grown accustomed to her looks Accustomed to her voice, I've accustomed to her face Her looks (I can't believe) Her trace (How much I love her) Her voice Her face (I'm addicted to you, baby) Her looks Her trace (Because your love that drives me crazy) Her voice Her face Grown accustomed to her voice (You know I finally realize) Grown accustomed to her face (I got to hold it by my side) Grown accustomed to her looks (I wanna be, be your ornament) Grown accustomed to her trace ('Cause I love you, baby, please take my hand) Grown accustomed to her voice (I'll be good to you each and everyday) Grown accustomed to her face (I've grown accustomed) Grown accustomed to her looks Grown accustomed to her trace (Can't live if the livin' is without you) Grown accustomed to her voice Grown accustomed to her face (Can't give, can't live anymore) |
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You and the night and the music
Fill me with flamming desire, Setting my being completely on fire! You and the night and the music Thrill me but will we be one After the night and the music are done? Until the pale light of dawning and daylight, Our hearts will be throbbing guitars, Morning may come without warning, And take a-way the stars. If we must live for that moment, Love till the mo-memt is through! After the night and the music die, Will I have you ? |
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