so, here's goes...
I'll Be Your Man-James Blunt
before she knew it, he was already singing. some of the girls in the room sang along as they clapped their hands.
Climb into our private bubble,
Let's get into all kinds of trouble,
Slide over here, let your hands feel the wave,
There's no better method to communicate,
Girl stop your talking, words just get in the way,
I'll be your man.
So baby come over from the end of the sofa,
i'll be your man.
Once he was done, and the applause went dead, he looked at her and she giggled nervously, her eyes glittering with joy. that's when he knew, 'Yes, i did it!'
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