There's a boy - a
little boy - shooting arrows in the blue
And he's aiming them at someone - but the question is at who
Is it me - or is it you - it's hard to tell until you're hit
But you know it when they hit you - ALLEMANDE LEFT - and - WEAVE THE RING
Here they come pouring out of the blue - little arrows
SWING - and - PROMENADE you do
You're falling in love again - falling in love again - oh oh oh the pain!
Some folks run and others hide - but ain't nothing they can do
And some folks put on armour - but the arrows go straight through.
So you see there's no escape - so why not face it and admit
That you love those little arrows - ALLEMANDE LEFT - and - WEAVE THE RING
Here they come pouring out of the blue - little arrows
SWING - and - PROMENADE you do
You're falling in love again - falling in love again - oh oh oh the pain!
Here they come pouring
out of the blue - little arrows for me and for you
You're falling in love again - falling in love again
ALLEMANDE LEFT - and then you - WEAVE THE RING
Little arrows in
your clothing - little arrows in your hair
When you're in love you - SWING - and - PROMENADE around the square
Little arrows that will hit you once - and hit you once again
Little arrows that hit everybody - ALLEMANDE LEFT - and - SWING
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Little arrows that hit everybody - ev-ery - now - and - then - Here they come!
(Original Lyrics)
There's a boy a little boy - Shooting arrows in the blue
And he's aiming them at someone - But the question is at who.
Is it me or is it you - It's hard to tell until you're hit
But you know it when they hit you - 'Cause they hurt a little bit.
Here they come pouring out of the blue
Little arrows for me and for you
You're falling in love again
Falling in love again.
Little arrows in your clothing - Little arrows in your hair
When you're in love you'll find - Those little arrows everywhere
Little arrows that will hit you once - And hit you once again
Little arrows that hit everybody - Every now and then.
Oh oh oh the pain.
Some folks run and others hide - But ain't nothing they can do
And some folks put on armour - But the arrows go straight through.
So you see there's no escape - So why not face it and admit
That you love those little arrows - When they hurt a little bit.
Here they come pouring out of the blue.