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I will be singing along while BOOTSY solos on the bass…

I’d rather be with you, yeah
yeah, I’d rather be with you
I’d rather be with you, yeah
Yeah I’d rather be with you

I’d rather be with you until i’m through
Oh yes I do
I’d rather be with you until that day we’ll fly away
I just love that smiling face in the early sun
If I can’t have you to myself, then life’s no fun

I’d rather be with you, yeah
yeah, I’d rather be with you
I’d rather be with you, yeah
Yeah I’d rather be with you

I wanna hold your hand
Oh, if I can just be your man
I wanna be your friend
Not now and then, but until the end
I just love the way you act, and that’s a fact
I wanna be your number one, so picture that

Maybe the next time
Maybe the next time
Maybe the next time
Maybe the next time
I’d rather be with you
Yeah
Yeah, I’d rather be with you

I’d rather be with you until I’m through
Oh, yes I do
I’d rather be with you until that day we’ll fly away
I just love that smiling face in the early sun
If I can’t have you to myself, then life’s no fun

I’d rather be with you, yeah
Yeah, I’d rather be with you
I’d rather be with you, yeah
Yeah I’d rather be with you

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