Listen I don't think I got this right
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I though we just had the time of our lives
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One word from her and your back in her arms
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Listen you thrill me so easily
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I'm diseased, stumbling swept off of my feet
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One word from her and your back in her arms
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But is it love ? Oh is it love?
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Look at all that we've overcome
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I was so sure it wasn't for fun
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One word from her, and your back with her charms
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Come home, leave it, is not too late
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But no more running in figures of eight
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One word from her and our back in her arms
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But is it love? Oh is it love?
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One word from her and your back
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One word from her and your back
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One word from her and your back in her arms
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But is it love? Oh is it love?
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Is It Love
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| Marit Larsen |
