| Jumped out of bed this morning
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| With a smile upon my face
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| It's still there while I shave my chin
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| But the reason's hard for me to trace
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| I cook myself some breakfast
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| Have some coffee while I muse
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| Where could this smile have come from?
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| It's a muscle that I rarely use
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| Call the doctor with my symptoms
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| Should I spend all day in bed?
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| Can you explain what's ailing me?
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| And that is what my doctor said
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| If it's love, it has no season
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| If it's love, there is no cure
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| If it's love, it won't see reason
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| And of this you can be sure
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| If it's lovе, you must surrender (You must surrendеr)
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| If it's love that's turned you 'round (That's turned you 'round)
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| If it's love, the odds are slender (The odds are)
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| If it's love, you're sunk without a trace
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| One case can bring you down
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| You smile and your heart skips a beat
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| You hear a church bell chiming
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| A sound that's ringing in your ears
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| Will set your hearbeat climbing
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| And my doctor's diagnosis?
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| His opinion, and I quote, "I'll write you a prescription"
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| And this is what my doctor wrote
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| If it's love, it has no season
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| If it's love, there is no cure
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| If it's love, it won't see reason
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| And of this you can be sure
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| If it's love, you must surrender (You must surrender)
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| If it's love then you must yield (Then you must yield)
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| If it's love, the odds are slender (The odds are)
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| If it's love, the trap's already laid
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| And I'm afraid your fate is all but sealed |