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Or Is It Love
(Ray Buzzeo)
Each time you touch me that little tingle goes up and down my spine
I feel a trembling on my lips when you press your to mine
And these butterfiles won't let me keep at suppertime
Have I lost my mind or is it love.
You make my heart beat until it's sounding like it's all over time
The chill of winter goes up and down me but it's still summertime
And what am I walking way up on this cloud so high
Have I grown wings to fly or is it love...
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Have I grown wings to fly or is it love...
And what am I walking way up on this cloud so high
The chill of winter goes up and down me but it's still summertime
You make my heart beat until it's sounding like it's all over time
Have I lost my mind or is it love.
And these butterfiles won't let me keep at suppertime
I feel a trembling on my lips when you press your to mine
Each time you touch me that little tingle goes up and down my spine
(Ray Buzzeo)
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| OOr IIs IIt LLove |
| r s t ove |
| rO sI tI oLve |
| kr js jt kove |
| kOr jIs jIt kLove |
| Okr Ijs Ijt Lkove |
| 9r 9s 9t oove |
| 9Or 9Is 9It oLove |
| O9r I9s I9t Loove |
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| 0r ls lt pove |
| 0Or lIs lIt pLove |
| O0r Ils Ilt Lpove |
| lr os ot |
| lOr oIs oIt Lve |
| Olr Ios Iot Lvoe |
| ir ks kt Lkve |
| iOr kIs kIt |
| Oir Iks Ikt Lokve |
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| Orr 8s 8t L9ve |
| O 8Is 8It L9ove |
| Or I8s I8t Lo9ve |
| Od us ut L0ve |
| Odr uIs uIt L0ove |
| Ord Ius Iut Lo0ve |
| O4 Iss Itt Llve |
| O4r I I Llove |
| Or4 Is It Lolve |
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| Og Iz If Live |
| Ogr Izs Ift Liove |
| Org Isz Itf Loive |
| Ot Iw I5 Lovve |
| Otr Iws I5t Loe |
| Ort Isw It5 Loev |
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