The Letter

Darling, darling
 Oh, how I love you (how I love you), really do
 But you just
 Just won't be true
 Darling, I'm writing this letter
 Knowing that you ain't never read it
 But each time I write you, darling
 I pen what lips can't say
 Because I love you, although you're so far away
 My words carry meaning that love alone can't tell
 And always hope and wish you well
 Oh, my darling, please hear my plea, please
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 Darling, what is there worse on this earth
 Than to be unable to stop lovin' you?
 Knowing well that I should
 To me a black day, to me a black night
 And to kiss and love, and then have to fight
 All the time
 Let me whisper sweet words of pismotality
 And discuss the puppeteuse of love
 And put 'em together, and what've you have
 Matrimony, oh, my darling, please hear my plea
 Oh, darling, darling
 Oh, how I love you (how I love you), really do
 But you just
 Just won't be true
 (Oh, you just won't be true)