Lyric discussion by sillybunny 

Out of the blue On the wings of a dove A messenger comes, With the beating of drums It’s not a message of love...

It’s not? With you, who can tell? Who indeed? It is Is what? A message of love Oh Oh?—and don’t you dare break into a rendition of Oh, Susannah! Okay, I won’t … but nothing came out of the blue like you … Me? You mean you … Let’s not argue Oh let’s. It’s a little known fact but even love messengers argue … out of the blue ... Are you bored? If I am? Be a little bored. I suddenly got busy ... I can tell ...

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