Any old chance I get I'm gonna marry you
Marry you
Get my act together and star in school
Put deposit on a nice little flat
Get my finances together and show where it's at
Any old chance I get I'm gonna buy you stuff
Buy you stuff
A new garage for you to store your cars
And a place for us to reherse
And what worse is that you'll never see what I'll need
Any old chance I get I'm gonna marry you
Marry you
Get my act together and star in school
Put deposit on a nice little flat
Get my finances together and show where it's at
Marry Me
Marry Me
Marry Meee
Marry Me
Marry me, why won't you
(x3)
Marry me, I want your love
Writer(s): Johan Ivar Henrik Hedberg, Peter Gunnarsson
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