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I love music, in every style
from Clair de lune, to that mother...'cker Miles.
I love music, I love music, the things she says.
I have to hang on, her every enigmatic phrase.

She's richer than money, and bigger than fame,
and love is the reason I'm playing this game.
She's richer than money, and bigger than fame,
and love is the reason I'm playing this game...

I love music, I love music, she holds the keys
to unlock heartaches, and silver stardust memories.

When that sweet angel sings
I believe that
I have wings too
I believe that
I have wings too
I beli-ee-eve I have wings

I love music, she knows how
to bring the past into the here and now.

The song that was playing, the night that you fell,
for someone from heaven, who put you through hell,
The song that was playing, will help you recall
the feeling of falling, the thrill of it all...
I hate music.

When that sweet angel sings

I have wings too
I believe that
I have wings too
I beli-ee-eve I have wings

I love music, and when I die
I'll tell Saint Peter, if he's the one asks me why:

She's richer than money, and bigger than fame,
and love is the reason I played in the game
She's richer than money, and bigger than fame,
and love is the reason I played in the game...

The song that was playing, the night that you fell,
for someone from heaven, who put you through hell,
The song that was playing, will help you recall
the feeling of falling, the thrill of it all...

I love music, I love music, she's my heroine.
Who's my hero? The unnerving, unswerving Irving Berlin!

Richer than money, and bigger than fame,
and love is the reason I'm playing this game
Richer than money, and bigger than fame,
love is the reason I'm playing this game...

I love music, Nile and 'Nard,
Pierre Boulez, guru of the avant-garde.

I love music, in every style
from Clair de lune, to that mother...'cker Miles.
I love music, I love music, the things she says.