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The very thought of you
And I forget to do
The little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream
I'm happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me, that's everything
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you
My love
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you
My love
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“"Our treatment is very different from Nat 'King' Cole's. It was the latter part of the first week of recording and we were getting quite relaxed. It's kind of like James Brown's version of "I Loves You Porgy" — he doesn't really sing anything like the tune. We abandoned the sophisticated substitutions and played it like two-chord R&B.” — Elvis writing in Q Magazine, June 1995.
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