In Moulin Rouge!, Ewan and Nicole have a jolly good time crooning away on top of some elephant - ergo, elephant love medley. Don't get me wrong - the song is really nice. But. It. Just. Doesn't. Make. Any. Sense!
What /is/ love? A many splendoured thing? Something that lifts us up where we belong? Airy-fairy doesn't even begin to describe the lyrics.
(Since it's bedtime I'll continue tomorrow)
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