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Johnny was a peculiar guy Brough up on love and the reasons why but the reasons why ought not to be said and so I'm left hands held to my head
I love you I love you I love you
It's a beautiful, beautiful, beautiful thing It's a beautiful, beautiful thing
Chances, changes are all that you have As you take the hard stuff and lie on your back The smoothness, strangeness Fits like a glove But the comfort of tease Still rises above
I love you I love you I love you
But is it possible, possible, possible babe? Is it possible for you and me?
Gold and waves and Betty Blue Are the images that lead to the clues of why I can't love you I can't love you I can't love you It isn't possible