| Many a tear has to fall but it’s all in the game
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| All in the wonderful game that we know as love
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| You have words with him and your future’s looking dim
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| But these things your hearts can rise above
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| Once in a while he won’t call but it’s all in the game
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| Soon he’ll be there at your side with a sweet bouquet
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| And he’ll kiss your lips and caress your waiting fingertips
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| And your heart will fly away
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| (Soon he’ll be there at your side) with a sweet bouquet
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| Then he’ll kiss your lips and caress your waiting fingertips
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| And your heart will fly away |