| I was taught to believe in just the one love
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| And here I am, probably on my tenth
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| But then, following the failure of the fiasco of the first
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| Nothing after really made much sense
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| If I may, I’ll fall in love with you
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| I hope that I’m not saying so too soon
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| This could be our last chance to kick into touch the blue
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| It ain’t rocket science, but could fly us to the moon
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| If I may, I’ll fall in love with you
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| We gotta get ourselves a ball and chain
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| I know I’m just the prize that lonely women choose
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| I’m praying that you’ll maybe do the same
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| I was the seventh daughter of a man who worked the pits
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| And though he never ever really said
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| He toiled and he laboured and he loved this girl to bits
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| And grafted for this family till he was dead
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| If I may, I’ll fall in love with you
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| I cannot promise that you are the first
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| Every time I’ve loved someone, I’ve given very best
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| And it seems to me they’ve given very worst
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| If I may, I’ll fall in love with you
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| We gotta get ourselves a ball and chain
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| I know I’m just the prize that lonely women choose
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| I’m praying that you’ll maybe do the same
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| And I’ll be singing these blues
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| Till half the audience are bald
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| And the other half can’t quite
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| Remember what the husbands are called
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| Or I could fill you up with nonsense
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| Making promises I can’t afford
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| The stuff we wanna hear
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| The stories that we tell whenever we’re bored
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| If I may, I’ll fall in love with you
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| We gotta get ourselves a ball and chain
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| I know I’m just the prize that lonely women choose
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| I’m praying you’ll maybe do the same
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| I’m praying that you’ll maybe do the same
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| I’m praying that you’ll maybe do the same… |