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Blowing a smoke ring to the ceiling
Fubbling the cards when you are dealing
Answering the doorbell when it rings
Love is the little things
Giving me something to believe in
Kissing my hand when you are leaving
Coming back home to me each night
To hold me tight
Taking me out when you are able
Sometimes a flower on the table
Waltzing me 'round until my heart has wings
Only your smile can make me sunny
Let Rockefeller keep his money
I'm very glad love is the little things
Giving me something to believe in
Kissing my hand when you are leaving
Coming back home to me each night
To hold me tight
Taking me out when you are able
Sometimes a flower on the table
Waltzing me 'round until my heart has wings
Only your smile can make me sunny
Let Rockefeller keep his money
I'm very glad love is the little, little things