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GDon't whisper love and dEmream of wedding bells DAmon't do all the talking, let lCove speak up itGself Em Am Let lCove speak up itGself Em Am
GSo when you fCeel a little tatty and unAmhappy with your fGace LCet it breathe iGnto us and Amput you back in plGace Let it breCathe, let it breGathe From the dCay it came into us 'till the Amday it wants to leGave For it wCill, it will Ggo And it wCill not say gooGd-bye just like it dAmidn't say heGllo There wFill not be a send-off, a funeral or mass Just a patChetic little vodka from a dirty little glass Am"To the world's greatest mum GFrom the oldest swinger in tCown"
Let love speak up itGself Em Am Let lCove speak up itGself Em Am Let it rGise up in the morning and tEmake us for a walk AmLet it do the talking when weC're to tired to tGalk Em Am When weC're too tired to tGalk
And wChen you feel unhappy that I'm Amnot the one I wGas LCet love rot inGside and Amlet love palm you oGff Let it rCot, let it rGot LCet it take your feelings and Amtie them in a kGnot In a kCnot, in a kGnot LCet it take your feeGlings and Amtie them in a kGnot HFang them from a cleaver and say "Look what we've got A mCan and a woman and guess what they forgot" Am"To the world's greatest mum GFrom the oldest swinger in tCown"
Let love speak up itGself.