Many a tear has to fall But its all in the game All in the wonderful game That we know as love You had words with him And your futures looking dim But these things your heart can rise above Once in a while he wont call But its all in the game Soon hell be there by your side With a small bouquet And hell kiss your lips And caress your fingertips And your heart will fly away You had words with him And your futures looking dim But these things your heart can rise above Once in a while he wont call But its all in the game Soon hell be there by your side With a small bouquet And hell kiss your lips And caress your fingertips And your heart will fly away
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