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Texty: An Pierle. Leave me there.

Leave me there by the fire
Cover me with a blanket
Over my dead body

Hold on, take a sandwich
And keep me company
Till I s-s-sleep over my dead body
I?m so cold

Leave me here
Think of nothing to do
Or tell me everything about us
I?m so cold

We?re walking closely together
In the park at night
Almost full moon
For lunatics and lovers
I?m worthy of you

Darling, I?m looking for protection
After ten days of rain
Everything is soaking wet
Baby, does make me forget

He said, ?Oh, what a love?
He said, he said, ?Oh, what a love?
He said, ?Oh, what a love?
He said, ?Oh, what a love?