| All or nothing at all
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| Half a love never appealed to me
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| If your heart never could yield to me
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| Then I’d rather have nothing at all
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| All or nothing at all
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| If it’s love there is no in between
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| Why begin, then cry
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| For something that might have been
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| No, I rather have nothing at all
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| But please, don’t bring your lips so close to my cheek
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| Don’t smile or I’ll be lost beyond recall the kiss in your eyes
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| The touch of your hand makes me weak
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| And my heart may grow dizzy and fall
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| And if I fell under the spell of your call
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| I would be caught in the undertow
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| So you see, I’ve got to say no, no
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| All or nothing at all
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| All or nothing at all
|
| Half love never appealed to me
|
| If your heart never could yield to me
|
| Then I’d rather have nothing at all
|
| All or nothing at all
|
| If it’s love there is no in between
|
| Why begin, then cry
|
| For something that might have been
|
| No, I rather have nothing at all
|
| So please, don’t bring your lips so close to my cheek
|
| Don’t smile or I’ll be lost beyond recall the kiss in your eyes
|
| The touch of your hand makes me weak
|
| And my heart may grow dizzy and fall
|
| And if I fell under the spell of your call
|
| I would be caught in the undertow
|
| So you see, I’ve got to say no, no
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| All or nothing at all
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| All or nothing at all |