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Bernadette, people are searchin' for |
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the kind of love that we possess. |
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Some go on searchin' their whole life through |
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and never find the love I've found in you. |
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And when I speak of you I see envy in other men's eyes, |
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and I'm well aware of what's on their minds. |
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They pretend to be my friend, when all the time |
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they long to persuade you from my side. |
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They'd give the world and all they own |
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for just one moment we have known. |
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Bernadette, they want you because of the pride that gives, |
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But Bernadette, I want you because I need you to live. |
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But while I live only to hold you, |
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Some other men, they long to control you. |
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But how can they control you Bernadette, |
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when they can not control themselves, Bernadette, |
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from wanting you, needing you, |
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But darling you belong to me. |
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I'll tell the world, you belong to me, |
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I'll tell the world, you're the soul of me, |
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I'll tell the world, you're a part of me, Bernadette. |
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In your arms I find the kind of peace of mind |
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the world is searching for, |
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But you, you give me the joy this heart of mine |
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has always been longing for. |
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In you I have what other men long for. |
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All men need someone to worship and adore, |
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that's why I treasure you and place you high above, |
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for the only joy in life is to be loved. |
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So whatever you do, Bernadette, keep on loving me, |
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Bernadette, keep on needing me, |
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Bernadette. |
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Bernadette. |
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You're the soul of me, |
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more than a dream, your a plan to me. |
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And Bernadette, you mean more to me, |
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than a woman was ever meant to be. |
