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Well, if I had my way |
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We'd have a birthday every week |
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And you'd choose to spend them all with me |
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I'd come down to the bus stop, |
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Say you can't go to work |
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You'd take my hand faithfully |
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Then I'd gift wrap my heart |
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And I'd write you a new song |
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I'd try to right all your wrongs |
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I would play with your hair |
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And suggest what to wear |
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And I'd paint a smile where it belongs |
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But I know that you're not broken |
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And I know that you're not bruised |
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I know I'm easily forgotten |
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So Happy Birthday You |
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Oh and every week I'd take you someplace you've not been before |
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I'd try to keep it under wraps |
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Well we never drove to Paris |
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And I've never been to Prague |
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We should try them out, perhaps |
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And we can document our travels on a handheld camera |
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Put them to a themed song of kind |
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If you've nothing left to show for it |
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The story never fits |
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And the notion of the day is undermined |
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But I know that you're not broken |
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And I know that you're not bruised |
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I know I'm easily forgotten |
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So Happy Birthday You |
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Well when we get home you're tired |
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But you don't want to go to bed |
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So you lay in my arms instead |
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You'd say tonight was just perfection |
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And I don't want to go to sleep |
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Can we do the same next week |
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But I know that you're not broken |
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And I know that you're not bruised |
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I know I'm easily forgotten |
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So Happy Birthday You |
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Yeah, I know that you're not broken |
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And I know that you're not bruised |
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I know I'm easily forgotten |
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So Happy Birthday You |
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Happy Birthday You |
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Happy Birthday You |
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Happy Birthday You |
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Happy Birthday You |
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Happy Birthday You |
