| I look at her and I say to myself
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| There’s my lover
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| Just imagine she comes running to me
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| For love
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| I feel so proud I could shout to the crowd
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| There’s my lover
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| But the crowd mustn’t know
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| For I mustn’t show my love
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| Those are the lips that kiss me
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| Those are the arms that hold me
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| Those loving hands caress me
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| Oh, but the Fates have blessed me
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| There is my first love, my last love, my all
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| There’s my lover
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| Be it right, be it wrong
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| I’ll always belong to her
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| There is my first love, my last love, my all
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| There’s my lover
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| Be it right, be it wrong
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| I’ll always belong to her |