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"C-C-C-Cinnamon Lips" |
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C-C-C-Cinnamon lips and candy kisses, on my tongue. Fun! |
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B-B-B-Buttery eyes, if only cries could come from those eyes. Oh! |
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Have you landed yet and, if so, would you let me know? |
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I'm tired of looking up into those starry eyes. |
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Does it rain where you are? Does it snow? |
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And, if so, remind me not to go there, the weather affects my knee. |
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I've never felt this way before. |
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C-C-C-Cinnamon Lips, go powder your cheeks and meet your |
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new beau, oh... |
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C-C-C-Counting sheep, if only sheep could put me to sleep, oh... |
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I've never felt this way before. |
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Some day (one day) you'll miss me. |
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Mundane Sundays, when I'm gone. |
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One day (some day) you'll miss me. |
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One day when I'm gone (adieu and so long) |
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One day when I'm gone! |
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no. |
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Have you landed yet and, if so, would you let me know? |
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I've never felt this way before. |