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If you say my singing is off key, my love |
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You would hurt my feelings, don`t you see, my love? |
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I wish I had an ear like yours, |
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A voice that would behave |
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All I have is feeling |
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And the voice God gave |
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You insist my music goes against the rules |
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Yes, but rules were never made for lovesick fools |
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I wrrote this song for you |
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But you don`t care |
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It`s a crooked song, ah, |
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But my heart is there |
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The thing that you would see if you would play the part |
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Is even if I`m out of tune I have a gentle heart |
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I took your picture with my trusty Rolleiflex |
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And now all I have developed is complex |
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Possibly in vain, I hope you weaken, oh my love |
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And forget those rigid rules that undermine my dream of |
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A life of love and music with someone who`ll understand |
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That even though I may be out of tune when I attempt to say |
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How much I love you |
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And all that matters is the message that I bring, |
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Which is: my dear one, I love you |
