Everything's Coming Up Love Songtext
von David Ruffin

Love is a flower that blooms in the springtime
(In the springtime)
Beneath the light of the moon in the springtime
(In the springtime)

We′re grooving together like two turtle-doves
Since I met you, baby, everything's coming up love
(Everything′s coming up, love)
Everything's coming up, love baby
(Everything's coming up, love, love, love, love)

Love is a song in the breeze in the springtime
(In the springtime)
Sung by the birds and the bees in the springtime
(In the springtime)

Lovers are strolling, blue skies above
Dreams are unfolding
′Cause Everything′s coming up, love
(Everything's coming up, love)
Everything′s coming up, love, baby
(Everything's coming up) love, love, love, love


In the springtime
In the springtime

Girl, if you′re thinking what I'm thinking of
Bells will be ringing
′Cause everything's coming up, love
(Everything's coming up, love)
(Everything′s coming up, love, love, love, love) ooh, baby, yes, it is

Everything′s coming up love
Everything's coming up, love, love, love, love
Everything′s coming up love
Everything's coming up, love, love, love, love
Everything′s coming up love
Everything's coming up, love, love, love, love
Everything′s coming up love
Everything's coming up, love, love, love, love
Everything's coming up love


Everything′s coming up, love, love, love, love
Everything′s coming up love
Everything's coming up, love, love, love, love
Everything′s coming up love
Everything's coming up, love, love, love, love
Everything′s coming up love
Everything's coming up, love, love, love, love
Everything′s coming up love
Everything's coming up, love, love, love, love

Everything's coming up, love, baby, in the springtime
Everything′s coming up, love, love, love, love
A stroll in the park after dark
Everything′s coming up, love, baby
(Love, love, love, love)

We're grooving together like two turtle-doves
Since I met you, baby, everything′s coming up love
(Everything's coming up, love)
Everything′s coming up, love baby
(Everything's coming up, love, love, love, love)
Songs sung by the birds and the bees in the springtime
(Everything′s coming up, love, love, love, love)