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1. | Your Wonderful Sweet, Sweet Love |
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3. | A Heart Like Mine |
4. | Over And Over |
5. | Precious Little Things |
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7. | Automatically Sunshine |
8. | The Wisdom Of Time |
9. | Oh Be My Love |
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Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
You're the man.
I know I'll never own you Floy
But see me when you can.
Ooh, ooh, I know
I'm only one of a million girls
Who would give their world to you Floy Joy.
Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
That's your name.
Your real name may be Smith or Jones
But not your claim to fame.
Oh, it's a joy boy!
Any girl who knew you at all
Would have to call you Floy Joy!
Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
I get a thrill when I hear your voice now, Floy.
Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
You're the man.
How much joy
Do I get from you?
You give me
So much pleasure
It's impossible to measure--
Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
You're the man.
I hope in someway form or fashion
I fit in your plan.
Ooh, take me!
I wanna give myself to you
And live my whole life through with you
Floy Joy!
Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
A-let me hear you say it one more time
Say it again.
Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
A-let me hear you say it one more time
Say it again.
Floy, Floy, Floy
Floy Joy!
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(W. Robinson/C. Franklin)
Now the bitter, now the sweet, halfway down life's busy streetNeither quickening the grueling pace, neither leading in the race
Oh yeahIn the race (Say it again)In the race (In the race)In the race (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now the bitter, now the sweet, halfway down life's busy streetHand in hand they always go, That is something all should know
(Oh, yeah)All should know(Whoo-oo-ooh, yeah)All should know
Never pleasure without painNever loss apart from gainNever joy, ooh no, apart from strife(Don't you know that)Each of these has its place in life
Place in life (Say it again now)Place in life, place in life
Bitter, sweetBitter, sweet
As the storms of life must rageWould these only turn the pageNow the day and now the nightNow the wrong and now the right
The day and night, the wrong and right
Now the bitter, now the sweetHalfway down life's busy streetEqual standing in the life of manBetter do as best you can
Amen (Amen) Amen (Say Amen)Amen (Amen) Amen (Amen)Amen (Oh yeah) Amen
Now the bitter, now the sweetNow the sweet (Now the sweet) now the sweet
Bitter, sweetBitter, sweet,Bitter, sweetBittersweet
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