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Do some people wind up
With the one that they adore
In a heart-shaped hotel room?
It's what a heart is for
The bubble floats so madly
Will it stay sky-high?
Hello, partner
Kiss your name bye-bye
Oh, sometimes...

Romantic Piscean
Seeks angel in disguise
Chinese speaking girlfriend
Big brown eyes
Liverpudlian lady
Sophisticated male
Hello, partner
Tell me love can't fail

And it's you and me in the summertime
We'll be hand in hand down in the park
With a squeeze and a sigh
And that twinkle in your eye
And all the sunshine banishes the dark

Do some people wind up
With the one that they abhor
In a distant hell-hole room?
The third world war
But all I see is films
Where colorless despair
Meant angry young men
With immaculate hair
Oh, sometimes...

Get up, a voice inside says
There's no time for looking down
Only a pound, a word
And you're talking to the town
But how do you coin the phrase, though
That will set your soul apart?
Just to touch a lonely heart

And it's you and me in the summertime
And we'll be hand in hand down in the park.
With a squeeze and a sigh
And that twinkle in your eye
And all the sunshine banishes the dark

And it's you I need in the summertime
As I turn my white skin red
Two peas from the same pod, yes we are!
Or have I read too much fiction?
Is this how it happens?
How does it happen?
(Now, right now...)
Do some people wind up   With the one that they adore   In a heart-shaped hotel room?   It's what a heart is for   The bubble floats so madly   Will it stay sky-high?   Hello, partner   Kiss your name bye-bye   Oh, sometimes...      Romantic Piscean   Seeks angel in disguise   Chinese speaking girlfriend   Big brown eyes   Liverpudlian lady   Sophisticated male   Hello, partner   Tell me love can't fail      And it's you and me in the summertime   We'll be hand in hand down in the park   With a squeeze and a sigh   And that twinkle in your eye   And all the sunshine banishes the dark      Do some people wind up   With the one that they abhor   In a distant hell-hole room?   The third world war   But all I see is films   Where colorless despair   Meant angry young men   With immaculate hair   Oh, sometimes...      Get up, a voice inside says   There's no time for looking down   Only a pound, a word   And you're talking to the town   But how do you coin the phrase, though   That will set your soul apart?   Just to touch a lonely heart      And it's you and me in the summertime   And we'll be hand in hand down in the park.    With a squeeze and a sigh   And that twinkle in your eye   And all the sunshine banishes the dark      And it's you I need in the summertime   As I turn my white skin red   Two peas from the same pod, yes we are!   Or have I read too much fiction?   Is this how it happens?   How does it happen?   (Now, right now...)