Echobelly - Four Letter Word |
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Four Letter Word
Echobelly What a nice surprise, Well have I spoilt your appetite, And I told you once, I told you once, So let me tell you twice, I wanted to say, And turn them this way, A toast to emotion, Raise your glasses high, That make you feel like no one else, Here's to love, here's to hate, A balance of hormones, Make you just the sane. Here's to all the things that makes me realise, This is a four letter word, This is a four letter word oh oh. Here's to fear, here's to fate, Here's to all the things that makes me realise, God I fancy you my dear, Well I might be wrong, It's coming loud and clear, I might be wrong, I might need glasses all along, Nothing more than chemical equations, My deepest emotions, Symphonies of stimulants, Really caused a traffic jam. Swimming round in a beating gland, Here's to love, here's to hate, Here's to everything that makes me realise, Here's to fear, here's to fate, This is a four letter word, This is a four letter word, Here's to love, here's to hate, Here's to all the things that makes me realise, Here's to everything that makes me realise, This is a four letter word. sallysally@usa.net |
