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Anyone can tell |
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That I'm helpless to the spell |
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Cast by moonlight |
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And so it does remain |
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My heart cannot contain |
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But still it tries in vain |
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When suddenly the song |
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Is playing to my heart |
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When the clouds disappear |
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Every time you're near |
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To me |
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Mischievous moon |
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Sometimes I wonder were it not for the spell |
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That I've fallen under |
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That made me fall for you |
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Under the mischievous moon |
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Mischievous moon |
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How could I ever doubt you? |
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Just a thing of the brink |
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That I'd be on without you |
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As I sway and swoon |
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Under the mischievous moon |
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Counting all the stars |
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And score of the mischievous moon |
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They fall like musical notes from the bars |
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Of an old familiar tune |
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The moon is setting low |
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And I can feel its blow |
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Wherever I may be |
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As long as you are near |
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To me |
