| That face, that face, that wonderful face!
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| It shines, it glows all over the place
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| And how I love to watch it change expressions
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| Each look becomes the pride of my possessions
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| I love that face, that face, it just isn’t fair
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| You must forgive the way that I stare
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| But never will these eyes behold a sight that could replace
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| That face, that face, that face
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| I see that face, that face
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| Wherever I go, it’s here and it’s there
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| Bewitching me so
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| It’s got my crazy heart in such a tangle
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| It drives me simply wild from an angle
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| I love those eyes, those lips, that fabulous smile
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| He laughs and spring goes right out of style
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| And oh the thrill I feel each time my fingers gently trace
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| That face, that face, that face
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| Oh what a face, that face
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| It lights up a room
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| In ??? |
| like heady perfume
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| No painter or photographer could catch it
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| No rainbow or no sunset that could match it
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| Beneath the moon, the stars or under the sun
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| Asleep or awake, it’s second to none
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| What view completes my universe
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| Transcending time and space
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| That face, that face, that face
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| Oh that face, that face, that face
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| Oh, that face |