she says she's got a secret.
She's aching for to shout it to every daffodil,
and tell the world about it.
In fact, she says she will.
She says, she says, if this isn't love,
the whole world is crazy.
If this isn't love, I'm daft as a daisy.
With moons all around and cows
There's something amiss and I'll
eat my hat if this is n't love
I'm feeling like the apple on top of
With this I cannot grapple because
my heart needs a plumber.
and I'll kiss your hand if this isn't love.
If this isn't love, it's red propaganda.
If this is a dream, and if I should wake up, will you hear a hiss,
will my face be red if this is n't love?
I'm getting tired of waiting
and sticking to the rules.
This feeling calls for mating like birds.
If this isn't love, I'm really in trouble.
This is n't love, this is n't love,
this isn't love, this is n't love!
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