Whetherby Tom Parker |
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I love you brightly when the sun shines, I love you wetly when it rains, In fact, no matter what the weather, I love you every single day. It might be chilling down to the bone, It might be foggy or real fine, The global warming and the ozone, If we're still here, I'll make you mine. The wind may blow,Now there is one thing I must ask you, So it is clear and I will see, So come on tell me pretty baby, And that is whether you love me. So come on tell me pretty baby, And that is whether you love me. Whether. |
©2005 Tom Parker