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Cinerama - Barefoot In The Park

Cinerama - Barefoot In The Park

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Cinerama - Barefoot In The Park

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That smile on your face as you awake
Oh, it just makes my heart ache
Let's lie all day here in the dark
And watch "Barefoot in the Park"

And it's because you're so sublime
That I think about you all the time
Don't ask me if it's true
Because how could anybody not love you?

You open my lips with your thumb
You know I will succumb
When you shave my skin I don't feel pain
And I just can't explain

How it's because you're so sublime
That I think about you all the time
Don't ask me if it's true
Because how could anybody not love you?

And the world before I met you
I can't remember now, what was that like?
Because you, you're so beautiful
Just hold your body close to mine

Oh that feels so divine
You're every single dream I've had come true
I'm so glad I found you

Yes it's because you're just sublime
That I think about you all the time
Don't ask me if it's true
Because how could anybody not love you?

And the world before I met you
I can't remember now, what was that like?
Because you, you're so beautiful
There is no part of you that I dislike
Oh what would I do without you?


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  • Miłość jest radością świata, słońcem życia, wesołą melodią na pustyni. Prus Bolesław
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