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Lay all your love on me


I wasn’t jealous before we met
Now every girl that I see is a potential threat
And I’m possessive, it isn’t nice
You’ve heard me saying that smoking was my only vice
But now it isn’t true, now everything is new
And all I’ve learned has overturned
I beg of you

Don’t go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don’t go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me

It was like shooting a sitting duck
A little small talk, a smile and baby, I was stuck
I still don’t know what you’ve done with me
A grown-up woman should never fall so easily
I feel a kind of fear when I don’t have you near
Unsatisfied I skip my pride
I beg you dear

Don’t go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don’t go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me

I’ve had a few little love affairs
They didn’t last very long and they’ve been pretty scarce
I used to think that was sensible
It makes the truth even more incomprehensible
«Cause everything is new and everything is you
And all I’ve learned has overturned
What can I do?

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Kvinne, bur i Oslo og har feriehus i Billingsfors, lever med mat, musikk, dufter og ein hage, gjer mitt beste for å nyte livet.

4 Comments

  1. Monica says

    ❤ Fineste ABBA-låta. Tror jeg. Det er mange å velge i …

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  2. hildeovedia says

    ABBA er best som ABBA!!!! Teksten var en del av engelskopplæringen: «It was like shooting a sitting duck» er en god setning som man kunne bruke i engelskstilen på 70-tallet….

    Her er en av mine favoritter

    ABBA – Eagle

    Eagle lyrics

    They came flying from far away, now I’m under their spell
    I love hearing the stories that they tell
    They’ve seen places beyond my land and they’ve found new horizons
    They speak strangely but I understand

    And I dream I’m an eagle
    And I dream I can spread my wings
    Flying high, high, I’m a bird in the sky
    I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
    High, high, what a feeling to fly
    Over mountains and forests and seas
    And to go anywhere that I please

    As all good friends we talk all night, and we fly wing to wing
    I have questions and they know everything
    There’s no limit to what I feel, we climb higher and higher
    Am I dreaming or is it all real?

    Is it true I’m an eagle?
    Is it true I can spread my wings?
    Flying high, high, I’m a bird in the sky
    (I’m an eagle)
    I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
    High, high, what a feeling to fly
    (What a feeling)
    Over mountains and forests and seas
    And to go anywhere that I please

    And I dream I’m an eagle
    And I dream I can spread my wings
    Flying high, high, I’m a bird in the sky
    (I’m an eagle)
    I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
    High, high, what a feeling to fly
    (What a feeling)
    Over mountains and forests and seas
    Flying high, high, I’m a bird in the sky
    (I’m an eagle)
    I’m an eagle that rides on the breeze
    High, high, what a feeling to fly
    (What a feeling)
    Over mountains and forests and seas
    And to go anywhere that I please

    Klem

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  3. Popmusikk med innhold er sjeldent i dag. Det som var spesielt med ABBA var at dette var voksne mennesker som hadde levd ekte liv. Sånt kan det bli poesi av.

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  4. hildeovedia says

    I do, I do, I do, I do, Idoooooooooo, agree!!

    «Nothing more to say», Hilde Ovedia

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