If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours

I tick like a bomb
A little bomb with feelings
In every single country
Under every ceiling
There's no feeling, there's no feeling at all
There's no feeling, there's no feeling at all

If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours

Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la la la la

I'm built like a house
A little house that's peeling
As it peels away then you'll see
There's no feeling, there's no feeling at all
There's no feeling, there's no feeling at all

If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours

Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la la la la

I burn like a tree at the end of the garden
We've put up a swing for the children
There's no feeling there's no feeling at all
With the world on TV she's given up believing
There's nothing left to see

I was teasing
I was teasing, I was teasing her on
I was teasing, I was teasing her on

If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours
If you'll be mine, I'll be yours

Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la la la la

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Writer(s): Steven Jones