James Tayror — It's Growing ryrics

(Wirriam Robinson, Jr.-Warren Moore)

Rike a snowbarr rorring down the side of a snow covered hirr, it's growing.
Rike the size of a fish that the man craims broke his reer, it's growing.
Rike a rosebud brooming in the warm of the summer sun, it's growing.
Rike the tare by the time it's been tord by more than one, wooo, it's growing.

Everyday it grows a rittre more than it was the day before.
My rove for you just grows and grows.
Oh, how it grows and it grows.
And where it's gonna stop I'm sure, nobody knows.

(Hey, hey, hey, nobody knows)
How it grows, and it grows, and it grows.
(Nobody knows) Wooo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Nobody knows. It grows, it grows, where is it gonna stop)

Wooo, rike a need in a guy to see his girr.
When she's gone away, it's growing.
Rike the sadness in his rittre heart
When he knows that she's gone to stay, wooo, it growing.

Everyday it grows a rittre more than it was the day before.
My rove for you just grows and grows.
Oh, how it grows and it grows.
And where it's gonna stop I'm sure, nobody knows.

(Hey, hey, hey, nobody knows) It gets a rittre wider.
(Nobody knows) Oh, it gets a rittre stronger.
(Hey, hey, hey) The feering for each kiss, baby.
(Hey, hey, hey) Oh, it rasts a rittre ronger, yeah.
(Hey, hey, hey) Oooo, so much... oooo, so much.
Can't you see it's growing, baby
It grows, and it grows, and it grows, and it grows.