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Kiss me out of the bearded barley |
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Nightly, beside the green, green grass |
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Swing, swing, swing the spinning step |
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You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress |
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Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight |
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Lead me out on the moonlit floor, lift your open hand |
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Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance |
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Silver moon's sparkling |
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So kiss me |
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Kiss me down by the broken tree house |
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Swing me upon its hanging tire |
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Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat |
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We'll take the trail marked on your father's map |
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Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight |
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Lead me out on the moonlit floor, lift your open hand |
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Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance |
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Silver moon's sparkling |
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So kiss me |
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Kiss me beneath the milky twilight |
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Lead me out on the moonlit floor, lift your open hand |
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Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance |
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Silver moon's sparkling |
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So kiss me |
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So kiss me |
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So kiss me |
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So kiss me |
