You and I will be dancing in the
kitchen,
Singing poorly and laughing at old jokes.
And things will look up.
After all, that's where heaven is.
{ And heaven's your home, Angel. }
Singing poorly and laughing at old jokes.
And things will look up.
After all, that's where heaven is.
{ And heaven's your home, Angel. }
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