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Apart from at the supermarket, walking down the aisle Apart from when you're angry and I'm trying not to smile Apart from maybe forefinger on the pizza that I dial The only exercise I get is you Apart from lifting glass up to the lips in which I pour Apart from taking clothes back that don't fit anymore And the opening and the closing of refrigerator door The only exercise I get is you, you, you, you, you, you, you You, you, you, you, you, you, you Apart from fielding questions like 'Where've you been all my life?' Answering quietly with Actually with my loving wife Apart from creating atmosphere you can only cut with knife The only exercise I get is you, you, you, you, you, you, you Apart from hunting high and low each day for the remote Finding and apologising to those I had by throat Apart from forcing head through neighbour's hedge for daily gloat The only exercise I get is you Apart from chasing compliments like dog does to its tail Apart from wasting time on fitness test I'll always fail Letras de cancionesApart from climbing walls, when you're not there, no man could scale The only exercise I get is you, you, you, you, you, you, you Apart from fielding questions like 'Where've you been all my life?' Answering them, [?] with Actually with my loving wife Apart from creating atmosphere you can only cut with knife The only exercise I get is you, you, you, you, you, you, you You, you, you, you, you, you, you The only exercise is when I roll my eyes At something silly one of us has said Or there comes an awkward noise, less gentleman, more boys Most frequently from your side of the bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed Bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed Apart from fielding questions like 'Where've you been all my life?' And answering them [?] with Actually with my loving wife Apart from creating atmosphere you can only cut with knife The only exercise I get is you! From Letras Mania