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I'm not gonna patronise ya,
By trying to write down why I like ya.
It doesn't make it any better,
To just steal kind words off Phil Spector.

And I know all these tired clichés,
But I don't know which cliché to say.
Because clichés don't have any impact,
So I guess I will be matter-of-fact.

Cos...It's so good to know ya,
That I just don't know how to show ya.

I love you, you know that,
Don't you?
I love you.

I'm so sorry that I'm losing,
When other boys would leave you swooning.
When I finally get my words together,
I choke and they are gone forever.

But words are words and they mean nothing,
Surely 'I love you' counts for something!
So let's be hasty, and let's be reckless,
Just being with you leaves me breathless.

Cos...It's so good to know ya,
That I just don't know how to show ya.

I love you, you know that,
Don't you?
I love you.

I love you, you know that,
Don't you?
I love you.

It's so good to know ya,
I just don't know how to show ya.

I love you, you know that,
Don't you?
I love you.

I love you, you know that,
Don't you?
I love you.

I love you, you know that,
Don't you?
I love you...