Текст песни Trudi's Song

Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh

(Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh)

Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh

(Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh)

Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh

(Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh)

She doesn't have to say, she only has to look

I think she sees through me, reads me like a book

And I'm in love with her and she's in love with me

And the love goes sailin' on, across the stormy seas

Hmm, I got my babe, hmm, I got my babe

She's a right-on child, she goes smilin'

Whoa oh, whoa oh

(Whoa oh, whoa oh)

Sometimes I go over the line, she has to bring me down
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And the pride pulls heavy, makes some evil sounds

But I'm in love with her and she's in love with me

And the sea runs calmer now, I kiss the love that sleeps

Hmm, I got my babe, hmm, I got my babe

She's a right-on child, she goes smilin'

Oh, oh, oh, oh

(Whoa oh, whoa oh)

Hmm, I got my babe, hmm, I got my babe

Hmm, I got my babe, hmm, I got my babe

Hmm, I got my babe, hmm, I got my babe

Hmm, I got my babe, hmm, I got my babe

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Whoa oh, whoa oh)