tell me what's wrongYou're enchained by your own sorrowIn

work all night, I work all day, to pay

nothing special, in fact I'm a bit of a

Agnetha & seen you twice, in a short timeOnly

you like to hear some accordion for an encore?A

I was sick and tired of everythingWhen you called

can dance, you can jiveHaving the time of your lifeOoh,

wasn't jealous before we metNow every woman I see

when I'm madThere's a part of me that seems

summer air was soft and warmThe feeling right, the

can hear how you work, practising hardPlaying night and

1: Agnetha & honey, how you thrill me, aha,

1: me sitting in the palm treeLooking down at

a little man I knowPeople think he's funny (Funny,

Billy G-son, Agnetha & saw it in the mirror,

sprattlar i magen, och vips så är du härSen

vilka tiderParadiset hägrarDu får kalla det fantasierMen nog är det

gimme, gimme a man after midnightWon't somebody help me

know that this shouldn't be a traumatic event, but

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