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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

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