[Verse 1] 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 those things your heart can rise above [Verse 2] Once in a while, he wont call, but its all in the game Soon hell be there at your side with a sweet bouquet And hell kiss your lips and caress your waiting fingertips And your heart, your heart will fly away [Verse 3] Once in a while, he wont call, but its all in the game Soon hell be there at your side with a sweet bouquet And hell kiss your lips and caress your waiting fingertips And your heart, your heart will fly away
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