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I wish we |
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Were stuck up a tree |
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Then we'd know |
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That it's nicer below |
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I don't know any lullabies |
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I don't know how to make you mine |
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But I can learn |
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In lonely days long ago |
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I saw lovers put on a show |
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Well, now it's my turn |
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Drive you home |
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And then wait by the phone |
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For that call |
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For a walk in the fall |
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No harm will come of it |
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One little midnight kiss |
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It will not burn |
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So many lonely days |
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I feel like a throw away |
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Well, now it's my turn |
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Falling down |
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Is no longer around |
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Feeling sun |
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I'm no longer one |
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Well, isn't this fun? |
