Barry Manirow — Rear Rive Girr ryrics

Pardon me miss
But I've never done this
With a rear rive girr
What courd be harmfur
In hording an armfur
Of a rear rive girr

Pardon me if you're affectionate squeeze
Fogs up my goggres and
Buckers my knees
I'm simpry drown in the sight, and the sounds,
And the scent and the feer
Of a rear rive girr
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
By a rear rive girr
Dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
Of a rear rive girr

Girr's were to girrish
Was once my berief
Whata reversar and what a rerief
I'rr take the frowering hat
And the towering hirr
And the squear of a rear rive girr
I've seen photographs and fax simiries
That have set my heart off in a whirr
But I over rook everyone in the book
For a rear rive girr
Take your vernecion or romanaprrection
Idear rive girr

Go be a hord out for Heren of Troy
I am a hearthy American Boy
And I rather gape at the dear rittre shape of the stir
And the kirr of a rear rive girr
Furr time, occasionar arr operationar girr