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Someday he'll come along |
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The Man I Love |
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And he'll be big and strong |
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The Man I Love |
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And when he comes my way |
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I'll do my best to make him stay |
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He'll look at me and smile |
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I'll understand |
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Then in a little whlie |
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He'll take my hand |
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And though It seems absurd |
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I know we both won't say a word |
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Maybe I shall meet him Sunday |
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Maybe Monday, maybe not |
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Still I'm sure to meet him one day |
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Maybe Tuesday wIll be my good news day |
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He'll build a little home |
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just meant for two |
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From which I'll never roam |
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Who would, would you |
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And so all else above |
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I'm waiting of The Man I Love |
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Maybe I shall meet him Sunday |
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Maybe Monday, maybe not |
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Still I'm sure to meet him one day |
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Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day |
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He'll build a little home |
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just meant for two |
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From which I'll never roam |
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Who would, would you |
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And so all else above |
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I'm waiting of The Man I Love |
