Love is like a never ending melody
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Poets have compared it to a symphony
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A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon
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But our song of love is slightly out of tune
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Once your kisses raised me to a fever pitch
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Now the orchestration doesn't seem so rich
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Seems to me you've changed the tune we used to sing
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Like the Bossa Nova love should swing
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We used to harmonize, two souls in perfect time
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Now the song is different and the words don't even rhyme
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'Cause you forgot the melody our hearts would always croon
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And so what good's a heart that's slightly out of tune
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Tune you heart to mine the way it used to be
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Join with me in harmony and sing a song of loving
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We're bound to get in tune again before too long
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There'll be no Desafinado, when your heart belongs to me completely
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Then you won't be slightly out of tune, you'll sing along with me
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Desafinado (Slightly Out Of Tune)
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Julie London |