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Could fill spoons full of diamonds, |
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Could fill spoons full of gold. |
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Just a little spoon of your precious love |
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Will satisfy my soul. |
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Men lies about it. |
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Some of them cries about it. |
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Some of them dies about it. |
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Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful. |
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That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. |
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That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. |
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That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. |
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That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful. |
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Could fill spoons full of coffee, |
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Could fill spoons full of tea. |
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Just a little spoon of your precious love; |
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Is that enough for me? |
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Could fill spoons full of water, |
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Save them from the desert sands. |
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But a little spoon of your forty-five |
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Save you from another man. |
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