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It took ten years to realize |
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Why the angel stopped crying |
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When you sail on down the lane |
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Your happy smile, your funny name |
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It's so hopeless to define |
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When you jump to close the blinds |
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You know i'd help you if i could but |
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Both my arms are made of wood |
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I just don't mean the things that i say |
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It's only cause you're made that way |
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Sorry for laughing |
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There's too much happening |
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Sorry for laughing |
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There's too much happening |
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When we grooved on into town |
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Charles atlas |
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Stopped to frown |
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Cause he's not made like me and you |
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Just can't do the things we do |
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I'm not being mean so don't take it hard |
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When i ask you to run round the yard |
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Sorry for laughing |
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There's too much happening |
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Sorry for laughing |
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There's too much happening |
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At times like these you don't have to say |
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So sorry it turned out that way |
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Sorry for laughing |
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There's too much happening |
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Sorry for laughing |
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There's too much happening |
