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Texty: The Rutles. Ouch!.

Ouch, you're breakin' my heart
Ouch, I'm fallin' apart
Ouch, ow ow ouch

(When)
When we first met I must admit
(When we first met)
I fell for you right from the start
(I must admit I fell for you right from the start)

(Now)
Now when we meet all kinds of things
(Now when we meet)
It seems to upset the apple cart
(All kinds of things, it seems to upset the apple cart)

Ouch, don't desert me
Ouch, please don't hurt me
Ouch, ow ow ouch

(What)
What is this thing called love?
(What is this thing?)
Why do they say it makes the world go 'round?
(Called love? Why do they say it makes the world go 'round?)

(I)
I can't explain the way I feel for you
(I can't explain)
My feet don't touch the ground
(The way I feel for you, my feet don't touch the ground)

Ouch, don't desert me
Ouch, please don't hurt me
Ouch, ow ow ouch

(When)
When we first met I must admit
(When we first met)
I fell for you right from the start
(I must admit I fell for you right from the start)

(Now)
Now when we meet all kinds of things
(Now when we meet)
It seems to upset the apple cart
(All kinds of things, it seems to upset the apple cart)

Ouch, don't desert me
Ouch, please don't hurt me
Ouch, ow ow ouch

Ouch, don't desert me
Ouch, please don't hurt me
Ouch, ow ow ouch