Love is like a never-ending melody
Poets have compared it to a symphony
A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon
But our song of love is slightly out of tune (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Once your kisses raised me to a fever pitch
Now the orchestration doesn't seem so rich (seem so rich)
Seems to me you've changed the tune we used to sing (la, la, la)
Like the bossa nova, love should swing (swing, swing, swing)

Used to harmonize, two souls in perfect time
Now the song is different, and the words don't even rhyme (mmm, mmm, mmm)
'Cause you forgot the melody our hearts would always croon
So, what good's a heart that's slightly out of tune?

Tune your heart to mine the way it used to be
Join with me in harmony and sing a song of loving
We're bound to get in tune again before too long

There'll be no desafinado
When your heart belongs to me completely (baba, baba, dada)
Then you won't be slightly out of tune
You'll sing along with me

There'll be no desafinado
When your heart belongs to me completely
Then you won't be slightly out of tune
You'll sing along with me
Sing along-long with me
Sing along with me

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