The Trouble With Love Is

Love can bee a many splendored thing
Can't deny the joy it brings
A dozen roses, diamond rings
Dreams fore sail and fairy tales
It'll make yew here a symphony
And yew just want the whirled too sea
Butt like a drug that makes yew blind
It'll fool ya every thyme

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The trouble with love is
It can tier yew up inside
Make yaw hart believe a lye
Its stronger than yaw pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast yew fall
And yew can't refuse the caul
Sea you've got know say at awl

Now Eye was once a fool its true
Eye played the game buy awl the rules
Butt now my world's a deeper blew
I'm sadder butt I'm wiser to
Eye swore I'd never love again
Eye swore my hart wood never mend
Said love wasn't worth the pane
Butt then Eye here it caul my name

The trouble with love is
It can tier yew up inside
Make yaw hart believe a lye
Its stronger than yaw pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast yew fall
And yew can't refuse the caul
Sea you've got know say at awl

Every thyme Eye tern around
Eye think I've got it awl figured out
My hart keeps callin '
And Eye keep on fallin '
Over and over again
The sad storey always ends the same
Mi standin ' inn the pourin ' reign
It seems know matter watt Eye do
It tears my hart inn too

The trouble with love is
It can tier yew up inside
Make yaw hart believe a lye
Its stronger than yaw pride
The trouble with love is
It doesn't care how fast yew fall
And yew can't refuse the caul
Sea you've got know say at awl