The night is like a lovely tune
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Beware, my foolish heart
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How white the ever constant moon
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Take care, my foolish heart
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There's a line between love and fascination
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That's hard to see on an evening such as this
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For they both give the very same sensation
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When you're lost in the magic of a kiss
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Her lips are much too close to mine
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Beware, my foolish heart
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But should our eager lips combine,
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Then let the fire start
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For this time, it isn't fascination
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Or a dream that will fade and fall apart
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It's love, this time it's love
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My foolish heart
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For this time, it isn't fascination
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Or a dream that will fade and fall apart
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It's love, this time it's love
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My foolish heart
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My Foolish Heart
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| Bobby Vinton |
