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Gerry And The Pacemakers

Chills

 

Chills

(albüm: How Do You Like It? - 1963)


(Chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah)
(Chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah)
Chills, running up and down my spine
Well I get them every time
That I feel your lips on mine
(Chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah)

Chills, colder than the morning glow
Creeping down inside my soul
'Til I lose my self-control
Whoa, what a feeling
It's like a roller-coaster ride
You say you love me
Then my heart starts a-pounding inside
Let me tell you 'bout

Chills, colder than the morning glow
Creeping down inside my soul
'Til I lose my self-control
Oh, what a feeling
It's like a roller-coaster ride
You say you love me
Then my heart starts a-pounding inside
Let me tell you 'bout

Chills, colder than the morning glow
Creeping down inside my soul
'Til I lose my self-control
(Chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah)
Chills, running up and down my spine
Whoa-oh-oh, chills whoa-whoa-whoa, I've got chills

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