Nhạc sĩ: Craig Wiseman, Al Anderson
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Hold your racing horses just one minute
Funny feeling coming over me
I'm hearing violins and Tony Bennett
Boy, if this is love, well then I'm in
It was a triple digit summer
Thought I'd let you share my ice cream cone
We took a walk going nowhere
But I was already, already gone
This train of love is rolling and I'm on it
Destination, end of the line
And every star I see I'll wish upon it
Boy, if this is love, well then I'll
I'll
It was a triple digit summer
Thought I'd let you share my ice cream cone
We took a walk going nowhere
But I was already, already gone
Well, it wasn't as bad as I thought
But I was already, already gone
Thought it would be, now was it
Simple as a dimple in your smile
I just can't resist from seeing and hugging
Boy, if this is love, well then I love it
Boy, if this is love
Boy, if this is love
Boy, if this is love
Well, I sure am
I sure am
Ow, ow , ow, ow, ow, ow, ow , ow
Yeehaw!