I’ve got an an gel;

she does n’t wear an y wings.

She wears a heart that could melt my own; she wears a smile that could make me want to sing.

She gives me pres ents

with her pres ence a lone.

She gives me ev ’ry thing I could wish for; she gives me kiss es on the lips just for com ing home.

She can make (Eb)an gels;

seen it with my own eyes.

You’ve got to be care ful when you’ve got good love, ’cause them an gels will just keep on mul ti ply ing.

But (Fm7)you’re so bus y chang ing the world.

Just one smile and you could change all of mine.

We share the same (Eb)soul.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Share the same (Eb)soul.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Share the same (Eb)soul.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

(Fm7)Mm, mm, mm, mm.