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Many a tear has to fall, but it's all in the game All in a wonderful game that we know as 'love' You had words with him, and your future's looking kind of dim But these things your heart can rise above Woooooooo Once in a while, he won't call, but it's all in the game Soon he'll be there at your side with a sweet Bouquet (A sweet Bouquet) Then he'll kiss your lips and caress your waiting fingertips And your heart will fly away, Fly away Come on, sing this song... Dururut! Durut Oh yeaah! Then he'll kiss your lips And caress your waiting fingertips And your heart will fly away, Fly Away Your heart, your heart will fly away Your heart, your heart will fly away It's all in the game, a game called love It's all in the game, a game called love... It's all in the game, a game called love... Dururut! Durut Dururut! Hey! Durut It's all in the game, a game called love... It's all in the game, a game called love...
Writer(s): Carl Sigman, Charles Dawes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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