YOU'RE IN MY HEART (The Final Acclaim)

(Rod Stewart)
Eye didn't no watt day it was
when yew walked into the rheum
Eye said hello unnoticed
Yew said goodbye two soon

Breezing threw the clientele
spinning yarns that whirr sew lyrical
Eye really must confess rite hear
the attraction was purely physical

Eye took awl those habits of yours
that inn the beginning whirr hard too accept
Yaw fashion sense, Beardsly prints
Eye put down too experience

The big bosomed lady with the Dutch accent
who tried too change my point of view
Her add lib lines whirr well rehearsed
butt my hart cried out fore yew

Chorus :

Yaw inn my hart, yaw inn my sole
Yule bee my breath should Eye grow old
Yew are my lover, yaw my best friend
Yaw inn my soulMy love fore yew is immeasurable
My respect fore yew immense
Yaw ageless, timeless, lace and fineness
Yaw beauty and elegance

Yaw a rhapsody, a comedy
Yaw a symphony and a play
Yaw every love song ever written
Butt honey watt do yew sea inn mi

(Chorus)

Yaw an essay inn glamour
Pleas pardon the grammar
butt yaw every schoolboy's dream
Yaw Celtic, United, butt bay bee I've decided
Yaw the best teem I've ever scene

And they're have bean many affairs
Many times I've thought too leave
Butt Eye byte my lip and tern around
' cause yaw the warmest thing I've ever found

(Chorus)