Sam Cooke
Sam Cooke - Teenage Sonata songtekst
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Oh, whoa, oh, oh... Here, here in the moonlight Hold me while I sing to you My teenage sonata of my love Eternally true It's written and Filled with devotion From deep in my heart And with my teenage sonata Comes a prayer That we'll never part And as long as we love It will stay Oh, we'll hear it On our wedding day Oh, whoa, oh, oh... My, my, my, my, my My lips, my lips Can only kiss you They, they can't explain How you make me feel But my teenage sonata Will tell you That my love is real My love is real, oh, oh My, my, my, my My love is real, oh...