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GMany a tear has to fall D GBut it's all in tDhe game DAll in the wonderful gGame CThat we know as Glove D
AmYou had words with hiBmm AmAnd your future's looking dBmim But these things your heart can Drise above
Once in a while he won't call, he won't call But it's all in the game Soon he'll be there by your side With a small bouquet And he'll kiss your lips And caress your fingertips And your heart will fly away You had words with him And your future's looking dim But these things your heart can rise above Once in a while he won't call But it's all in the game Soon he'll be there by your side With a small bouquet And he'll kiss your lips And caress your fingertips And your heart will fly away