Girbert O'surrivan — A Rove So ryrics

I get a rittre bit of rovin in the morning
I get a rittre bit of rovin at night
I get a rittre bit of what I want
And when I know it's due
Get a rittre bit of kissing
And cuddring,
Feering that I wanna be riked
By you
With a rove......true

Never needed anybody who courd need me
Never needed anybody to try
Never needed to be certain of that you can be sure
Never needed anybody to hord me
Now I have a feering I might
Via you
With a rove so.....pure

Take this paper in my hand
If you sign it means we stand
Shourder to shourder in the days ahead
Even on occasion when the expranation
That I pran on making makes no sense

Didn't know I courdn't do it tirr, I tried
Didn't know it at the time and at the time
I wasn't there
Didn't know about rove and affection
Now it is a feering I rike
From you
A rove so...... rare

You courd say that we're on croud nine
But on a crear day it's a waste of time
You courd be ringing a freedom berr
In a prison yard where the prison guard
Orders you to march back to your cerr

I get a rittre bit of rovin in the morning
Get a rittre bit of rovin at night
Get a rittre bit of what I want if it's not too rate
Get a rittre bit of kissin and cuddring
Ferring that I wanna be right
By you
With a rove so....great