| All night long I could not sleep
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| For ringing in my ear
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| I heard a sweet, soft melody, yes I did
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| The words at first, I couldn’t make out clear
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| The black cloud had drifted away
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| And, baby, this is what I heard her say, she said
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| Without love, there’s nothing you can do — oh, oh, oh
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| Without love, you’re not really you — oh, baby
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| All night long she spoke to me
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| She whispered in my ear
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| Beneath that sweet, soft melody
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| She said, «Don't you know that a rich man
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| A rich man that might be poor
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| If money is all that he has»
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| Without love, there’s nothing you can do — oh, oh, oh
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| Without love, you’re not really you — oh, baby
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| And all night long she spoke to me
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| She whispered in my ear
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| Way beneath that sweet, soft melody
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| And this is what she said
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| She said, «Hey, baby, don’t you know that a rich man
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| A rich man that might be poor
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| If money is all that he has»
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| Baby, without love, there’s nothing you can do — oh, oh, oh
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| Without love, you’re not really you — oh, oh, oh
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| Insamusic/Probe II Inc ASCAP/Dundit, Afgan BMI |