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Once upon a time, last week |
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A delightful creature passed my way |
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To win her, we would have to roam |
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Away somewhere and be alone |
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Now won't you fly into the sky |
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It's peaceful there, no passers-by |
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Just say the word and very soon |
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We'll go sailing off in my balloon |
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Don't be afraid you wont fall out |
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I've been up many times before |
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No my dear, you won't be ill. |
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I've even got a skysick pill. |
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Oh I can't wait to take you there |
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Providing that the weather's fair |
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I promise not to go to far |
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While we're sailing up in my balloon |
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You will? You'll come? Ah, splendid stuff! |
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I hope the breezes aren't to rough |
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Oh, just step inside, there's room I hope |
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While I release the mooring rope |
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My dear, you're floating to the sky |
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You seem to be going ever so high |
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I cannot hold this horrid rope! |
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Oh gosh, I don't think there's any hope |
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Really, you're going ever so high, Felicity! I'll never be able to reach you now |
