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Friday, September 09, 2005

I Got YOU Babe!

They say we're young and we don't know,
We won't find out until we grow.
Well I don't know if all that's true,
'Cause you got me, and baby I got you.

Babe, I got you babe, I got you babe.

They say our love won't pay the rent,
Before it's earned, our money's all been spent.
I guess that's so, we don't have a pot,
But at least I'm sure of all the things we got.

Babe, I got you babe, I got you babe.

I got flowers in the spring,
I got you to wear my ring.
And when I'm sad, you're a clown,
And if I get scared, you're always around.

So let them say your hair's too long,
'Cause I don't care, with you I can't go wrong.
Then put your little hand in mine,
There ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb.

Babe, I got you babe, I got you babe.

I got you to hold my hand,
I got you to understand.

I got you to walk with me,
I got you to talk with me.

I got you to kiss goodnight,
I got you to hold me tight.

I got you, I won't let go,
I got you to love me so.

I got you babe, I got you babe.
I got you babe, I got you babe.
I got you babe.

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