August 12, 2010 by Abode Camp in Baccara

Darling

Postcards from Amsterdam
Phone cards from Birmingham
To tell me only how you miss me
We received your telegram
Now you say here I am
Only when you hold
And kiss me.

Ahhhhh
Darling, Darling, Darling
Leave a little love for later on
Darling, Darling, Darling
So that you can come back
When you’ve gone
I idolise your magic eyes
And I imagine all the Koochie
We can do, we can do.

Oh
Darling, Darling, Darling
Leave a little secret on the sure
Darling, Darling, Darling
So that you can come back
Again for more
My fantasy once fancy free
And I imagine all the Koochie
We can do, we can do ooooo.

It’s been a long long time
And you and me will climbe
The mountains and the hills of passion
So of certain skill to skill
Oh what and would I mean
Re-reach my love and regretion.

Ahhhhh
Darling, Darling, Darling
Leave a little love for later on
Darling, Darling, Darling
So that you can come back
When you’ve gone
I idolise your magic eyes
And I imagine all the Koochie
We can do, we can do.

Oh
Darling, Darling, Darling
Leave a little secret on the sure
Darling, Darling, Darling
So that you can come back
Again for more
My fantasy once fancy free
And I imagine all the Koochie
We can do, we can do ooooo.

Uhhh uhhh uhh uhhh uhhh
Mmmmm mmmmm
Uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhhhh
Mmmm mmmmm mmmmm.

Ahhhhh
Darling, Darling, Darling
Leave a little love for later on
Darling, Darling, Darling
So that you can come back
When you’ve gone
I idolise your magic eyes
And I imagine all the Koochie
We can do, we can do.

Oh
Darling, Darling, Darling
Leave a little secret on the sure
Darling, Darling, Darling
So that you can come back
Again for more
My fantasy once fancy free
And I imagine all the Koochie
We can do, we can do ooooo.

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