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Paroles: Bette Midler. Higher And Higher (Your Love Keeps Lifting Me).

Mm, your love is lifting me higher
than I ever been lifted before.
Ooh, baby, keep it up, sweet baby.
Quench my desire,
and I'll be at your side forever more.
'Cause your love is liftin' me higher and higher.
Your love keeps on liftin' me, oh, higher, higher.

Now once I was down-hearted,
and disappointment was my closest friend.
But then you came,
and he soon departed.
And you know I never seen,
I haven't seen his face again!

Your love is liftin' me
higher, higher, higher, higher.
Your love is liftin' me
higher, higher, higher and higher.

Your love keeps liftin' me,
keeps on liftin' me.
Your love keeps liftin' me
higher, higher.

Your love keeps liftin' me,
keeps on liftin' me.
Your love keeps liftin' me
higher, higher.

So glad I finally found you, babe.
You're the best for these old arms.
With those sweet, sweet lovin' arms around me,
I tell you I don't need,
I don't need,
I-oh-I don't need no disguise, no!

Your love is liftin' me,
keeps on liftin' me.
Your love keeps liftin' me
higher, higher.

Your love keeps liftin' me,
keeps on liftin' me.
Your love keeps liftin' me
higher, higher.

Your love is liftin' me,
whoa, higher, higher, higher, higher,
higher, higher, higher, higher.
Gettin' higher, gettin' higher,
gettin' higher, gettin' higher.
You lift me, you take me
higher and higher.
Higher, higher, yeah, higher, higher!
Keeps on liftin' me.
Keeps on liftin' me.
Keeps on liftin' me.
Keeps on liftin' me.

Higher, higher, oh, higher, higher,
higher, higher, higher, higher,
higher, higher, higher,
higher and higher . . .