70 lyrics for "We love a lot"

Drop the coin right into the slot You're gotta hear somethin' that's really hot With the one you love, you're makin' romance All day long you been wantin' to dance, Feeling the music from head to toe Round and round and round we go Up in the mornin' and
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I can still love you from here But no matter how far you go My love is strong, won't lose a hold Just 'cause you're gone won't mean we've disappeared Just know that You packed your clothes and all your stuff 'Til there was nothin' left of us Guess what
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(That's what Christmas means to me, my love) All these things and more That's what Christmas means to me, my love, ah yeah Candles burnin' low Lots of mistletoe toe Lots of snow and ice Everywhere we go Choirs singin' carols
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We're a disaster, yeah you know it's true All of my friends, I love my friends We've got each other, don't need no others We're a disaster All my friends are, they're on vacation But I'm just stuck here in this parking lot Well, looking for a mirror, I'm
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Woah, livin' on a prayer Woah, we're half way there Take my hand, we'll make it I swear It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot for love We'll give it a shot Once upon a time not so long ago Tommy used to
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Woah, livin' on a prayer Woah, we're half way there Take my hand, we'll make it I swear It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot for love We'll give it a shot Once upon a time not so long ago Tommy used to
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Make up your mind Let me leave or let me love you While you've been saving your neck I've been breaking mine for you The power is on, the guillotine hums My back's to the wall, go on, let it fall Before I make it up for you Every time I try to bring it
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I like to spend some time in Mozambique The sunny sky is aqua blue And all the couples dancing cheek to cheek It's very nice to stay a week or two And maybe fall in love just me and you There's lots of pretty girls in Mozambique And plenty time for good
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What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And
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