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I, wrote, the series of rhymes |
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I wrote them all for you |
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In, this, very old town |
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This old and snowy town |
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Love is always a crime |
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And baby I'm longing to |
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I think, I'm ready to die |
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Eating the sweetest fruit |
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I never thought I would feel you |
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That love again would come so true |
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How many seasons belong to you |
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In the dark of our rooms when you |
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Bump, into sinks, I'm bumping into you |
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Fate, a question of time, a question of mood |
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I never thought I would feel you |
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This way of loving it is so good |
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How many seasons've been followed you |
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Strange, is the fate, when it comes true |
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Hello, hello |
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Hello, hello |
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Hello, hello to love again |
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Hello, hello |
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Hello, hello |
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Hello, hello to love again |
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I, broke mystery fouls, with a knife and broom |
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In, this, very old town |
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After so many dooms |
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Love is always a crime |
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And baby I'm longing to |
