I feel it in my fingers, I feel it my toes, Love is all around, it's everywhere I go.
(Okay, not totally sure of the lyrics.)
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
I feel it in my fingers, I feel it my toes, Love is all around, it's everywhere I go.
(Okay, not totally sure of the lyrics.)
All I'm saying pretty baby
La-la-love you
Don't mean maybe
can anybody find me somebody to love?
Billlllllllll. I love him so, I always will.
But money can't buy you love.
This is love this is love that I'm feeling!
I was just thinking about Kim's book earlier today David! I'm really looking forward to it. Have you read Colin Meloy's take on Let It Be?
But money can't buy you love.
Perhaps it could buy you a love shack.
But money can't buy you love.
Money! That's what I want.
Money! That's what I want.
I want candy.
I was just thinking about Kim's book earlier today David! I'm really looking forward to it. Have you read Colin Meloy's take on Let It Be?
Nope, but I really want it. I haven't found any of the 33 1/3 books in bookstores, so I'll probably be obliged to actually order them online.
I want candy.
Ooh, Candy girl!