| Oh, well, well, well, you’ve blown my clouds away
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| My rains have gone and my sunshine’s here to stay
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| And I feel so good I could really get down today
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| Hollerin' yes, yes! |
| Oh, what a thrill
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| Hollerin' yes, yes! |
| Oh, what a thrill
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| If you say I can stay, baby, you know I will
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| I could stay here all evenin' listenin' to the music you play
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| Those same sweet songs of a golden yesterday
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| Squeezin' and teasin' and pleasin' the evenin' away
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| Hollerin' yes, yes! |
| Oh, what a thrill
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| Hollerin' yes, yes! |
| Oh, what a thrill
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| If you say I can stay, baby, you know I will
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| I will wake up in the morning and do the same sweet things
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| Rockin' with the record that the same sweet people sing
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| All the clouds from the west go east, you confess it is spring
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| Hollerin' yes, yes! |
| Oh, what a thrill
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| Hollerin' yes, yes! |
| Oh, what a thrill
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| I want you to want you to love you of your own free will
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| Baby, you’re so beautiful to want me here to stay
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| I would be here forever but I gotta die someday
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| But I will be lovin' you, baby, when I pass away
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| Hollerin' yes, yes! |
| Oh, what a thrill
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| Hollerin' yes, yes! |
| Oh, what a thrill
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| I will love you like a lover loves a lover always |