I&9m not gonna to patronise ya
But trying to write down why I like ya
It doesn&9t make it any better
To just steal kind words off Phil Spector
And I know all these tired cliches
But I don&9t know which cliche to say
Because cliches don&9t have any impact
So I guess I will be matter-of-fact
Cos...It&9s so good to know ya
I just don&9t know how to show ya
I love you, you know that
Don&9t you?
I love you
I&9m so sorry that I&9m 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&9s be hasty, and let&9s be reckless
Just being with you leaves me breathless
Cos...It&9s so good to know ya
I just don&9t know how to show ya
I love you, you know that
Don&9t you?
I love you
I love you, you know that
Don&9t you?
I love you
It&9s so good to know ya
I just don&9t know how to show ya
I love you, you know that
Don&9t you?
I love you
I love you, you know that
Don&9t you?
I love you
I love you, you know that
Don&9t you?
I love you....