Jack Jones
There’s Love & There’s Love & There’s Love
If you had to date a computer
And help from a mental whizz
I must insist you could not list each kind of love there is
The young kind, the old kind
The shy kind, the bold kind
The sad kind, the fun kind
The kiss and the run kind
I could go on and go on
But I'm fresh out of time and rhyme
Oh there's love and there's love and there's love
And there's love
They've designed every kind that the mind could think of
There's the kind that you cheer for
So the wholе word will know
That you cry in your milkshake
Or your beer
For depends on thе route you go
Oh there's love and there's love and there's love
And there's love
Makes you roar like a lion
Or coo like a dove
When love's [?]
Sends a jolt up your spine
You'll be miles in the air
Because there's your Valentine
And you're singing there's love and there's love
But there's no love like mine
When love's [?]
Sends a jolt up your spine
You'll be miles in the air
Because there's your Valentine
And you're singing there's love and there's love
But there's no love like mine