Donald Loves Bachata, Transformers, And Cupids - Pointer & Dkey

He loves and she loves, And they love So why can't you love And I love like too? Birds love and bees love And whispering trees love, And that's what we both should do. Oh I always knew someday you'd come along, We'll make a twosome that just can't go wrong, Hear me he loves and she loves And they love so won't you Love me as I love you? Oh I always knew someday you'd come along, We'll make a twosome that just can't go wrong, Hear me he loves and she loves And they love so won't you Love me as I love you? Won't you love me, as I love you? Original Version: Verse 1: Peter: Now that I have found you I must hang around you. Though you may refuse me, You will never lose me. If the human race is Full of happy faces - Frankie: It's because they all love That wonderous thing they call love. Refrain: Peter: He loves and she loves, And they love So why can't you love And I love like too? Frankie: Birds love and bees love And whispering trees love, And that's what we both should do. Peter: Oh I always knew someday you'd come along, Frankie: We'll make a twosome that just can't go wrong, Hear me Peter: He loves and she loves And they love so won't you Love me as I love you? Verse 2: Frankie: Feel a funny feeling In my heart a-stealing; If it's love, I'm for it. Gosh! How I adore it! You're the silver lining For which I've been pining. Peter: Lonesome days are over; From now on, we're in clover. Repeat refrain.

He loves and she loves And they love So, why can't you love? And I love too Birds love and bees love And whispering trees love And that's what we both should do Oh, I always knew Someday, you'd come along We'll make a two-some That just can't go wrong Hear me He loves and she loves And they love, so won't you Love me as I love you? Oh, I always knew Someday, you'd come along We'll make a two-some That just can't go wrong Hear me He loves and she loves And they love, so won't you Love me as I love you? Won't you love me as I love you?

Small town, bright lights, Saturday night Pinballs and pool halls flashing their lights Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray Lydia Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat Behind her small eyes sunk deep in her fat She read romance magazines up in her room It felt just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon But dreaming just comes natural Like the first breath from a baby Like sunshine feeding daisies Like the love hidden deep in your heart Bunk beds, shaved heads, Saturday night A warehouse of strangers with sixty watt lights Staring through the ceiling, just wanting to be Lay one of too many, a young PFC Donald There were spaces between Donald and whatever he said Strangers had forced him to live in his head He envisioned the details of romantic scenes After midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine But dreaming just comes natural Like the first breath from a baby Like sunshine feeding daisies Like the love hidden deep in your heart Hot love, cold love, no love at all A portrait of guilt is hung on the wall Nothing is wrong, nothing is right Donald and Lydia made love that night Love They made love in the mountains, they made love in the streams They made love in the valleys, they made love in their dreams But when they were finished, there was nothing to say 'Cause mostly they made love from ten miles away But dreaming just comes natural Like the first breath from a baby Like sunshine feeding daisies Like the love hidden deep in your heart

Ooh When you speak, a symphony begins Melodies of a thousand violins When you touch me baby My horn starts to play To the beat of a soulful serenade Ooh, maestro, my heart sings along Keeping time with each stroke of your baton Perfect rhythm, sweet harmony Makes me want to dance Makes me want romance Puts me in a trance Baby, I can use it You, you and music When you speak, a symphony begins Melodies of a thousand violins When you touch me baby My horn starts to play To the beat of a soulful serenade Ooh, maestro, my heart sings along Keeping time with each stroke of your baton Perfect rhythm, sweet harmony Makes me want to dance Makes me want romance Puts me in a trance Ooh, baby, I can use it You, you, you and music Baby, I can use it You, you, you and music You and music You and music You and music You and music Ooh, baby I can use it