and winter. By the season. Oh, Lori (oh, Lori). You make me feel as though I've been born again. Orn again. . You danced for me in your bare feet. That mellow afternoon. When we made love to
(scat intro) My love to you I bring. On account of you can sing. Bli-blip, bobby, flam, flam, flam, hit the yaddle oddle bayou My love for you is true. On account of you can do. Bli-blip, bobby, f
going to die. I'll let you give me one last kiss goodbye. Chorus. B orn to live for love. Born to wander free. Two believers in serendipity. All the paths we'll cross. All the hands we'll play. So
(Rod Stewart/Ron Wood). . Darling I hate to tell you but I think I'm catching a cold. Put another chair on the fire bring the bottle over here. I feel I'm getting old. I like your laugh and a hot
Darling I hate to tell you but I think I'm catching a cold. Put another chair on the fire bring the bottle over here. I feel I'm getting old. I like your laugh and a hot romance. And your orn'ry s
