So listen to it You've got to make it fit And if you mess it up You've got to start
All over all over again Oh again Once more Once more and again
So try to give it up And listen hard to your heart And smile at me Make it short, make it sweet
Well you may complain about your destiny Not giving you the cards you would like to see Well you may complain about your destiny Not giving you the cards you would like to see
So give it up And you may see All the gold stars in your skies Give it up And you may feel Tiny little kisses from me
Oh don't be late Make it quick I tell you now I won't wait
Make it up As we go along Make it short But most of all Most of all make it sweet
So break my heart As you break it down And I loose my thought And we loose motion