Lyrics to Gimme Gimme
A simple choice, nothing more.
This or that, either or.
Marry well, social whirl, business man, clever girl.
Or pin my future on a green glass love.
What kind of life am I dreaming of?
I say gimme, gimme...
gimme gimme..
gimme gimme..
that thing called love.
I want it.
gimme gimme..
that thing called love.
I need it.
Highs and lows, tears and laughter,
gimme happy ever after.
gimme gimme that thing called love.
gimme gimme
that thing called love.
I crave it.
gimme gimme
that thing called love
I'll brave it.
Think 'n thin, rich or poor time.
Gimme years, and I'll want more time.
Gimme gimme that thing called love.
Gimme gimme that thing called love.
I'm free now.
Gimme gimme that thing called love.
I see now.
Fly, dove! Sing, sparrow!
Gimme cupid's famous arrow.
gimme gimme that thing called love.
I don't care if he's a nobody.
In my heart, he'll be a somebody,
somebody to love me!
I need it.
gimme that thing called love.
I wannit!
here I am, St. Valentine!
My bags are packed; I'm first in line!
Aphrodite, don't forget me,
Romeo and Juliet me!
Fly, dove! Sing, sparrow!
Gimme fat boy's famous arrow!
gimme gimme that thing called love!
This or that, either or.
Marry well, social whirl, business man, clever girl.
Or pin my future on a green glass love.
What kind of life am I dreaming of?
I say gimme, gimme...
gimme gimme..
gimme gimme..
that thing called love.
I want it.
gimme gimme..
that thing called love.
I need it.
Highs and lows, tears and laughter,
gimme happy ever after.
gimme gimme that thing called love.
gimme gimme
that thing called love.
I crave it.
gimme gimme
that thing called love
I'll brave it.
Think 'n thin, rich or poor time.
Gimme years, and I'll want more time.
Gimme gimme that thing called love.
Gimme gimme that thing called love.
I'm free now.
Gimme gimme that thing called love.
I see now.
Fly, dove! Sing, sparrow!
Gimme cupid's famous arrow.
gimme gimme that thing called love.
I don't care if he's a nobody.
In my heart, he'll be a somebody,
somebody to love me!
I need it.
gimme that thing called love.
I wannit!
here I am, St. Valentine!
My bags are packed; I'm first in line!
Aphrodite, don't forget me,
Romeo and Juliet me!
Fly, dove! Sing, sparrow!
Gimme fat boy's famous arrow!
gimme gimme that thing called love!
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