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I want to sing to you, my love |
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My only love and happiness |
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Don't be so blue so blue, my love |
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Take off your shoes, take off my dress |
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I want to sing to you, my love |
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My only love and happiness |
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Don't be so blue, so blue, my love |
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This too shall pass, this too shall pass |
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But tell me, tell me, what have |
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I done to deserve you? |
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Must have done something 'cause that's how it works |
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Must have been kind to kittens and birds |
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In a previous life must have thought happy thoughts, happy thoughts' |
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Cause there, you were there right beside me |
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Then somehow inside me while inside myself |
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Books on the shelf, thoughts on the shelf |
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Hands to myself, |
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I should definitely keep my hands to myself' |
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Cause love is a dangerous pastime |
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Caught between madness and gladness of flight |
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Nothing is wrong and nothing is right |
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Falling asleep in your arms every night |
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But love's such a strange situation |
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Full of frustration and anger and fear |
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Everything's tears, nobody hears |
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Nobody's here, and nobody hears |
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I want to sing to you, my love |
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My only love and happiness |
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Don't be so blue, so blue, my love |
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Take off your shoes, take off my dress |
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I want to sing to you, my love |
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My only love and happiness |
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Don't be so blue, so blue, my love |
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This too shall pass, this too shall pass |
