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No New Year's Day to celebrate |
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No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away |
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No first of spring |
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No song to sing |
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In fact here's just another ordinary day |
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No April rain |
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No flowers bloom |
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No wedding Saturday within the month of June |
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But what it is, is something true |
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Made up of these three words that I must say to you |
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I just called to say I love you |
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I just called to say how much I care |
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I just called to say I love you |
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And I mean it from the bottom of my heart |
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No summer's high |
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No warm July |
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No harvest moon to light one tender August night |
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No autumn breeze |
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No falling leaves |
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Not even time for birds to fly to southern skies |
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No Libra sun |
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No Halloween |
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No giving thanks to all the Christmas joy you bring |
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But what it is, though old so new |
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To fill your heart like no three words could ever do |
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I just called to say I love you |
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I just called to say how much I care, I do |
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I just called to say I love you |
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And I mean it from the bottom of my heart |
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I just called to say I love you |
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I just called to say how much I care, I do |
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I just called to say I love you |
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And I mean it from the bottom of my heart, of my heart, of my heart |
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I just called to say I love you |
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I just called to say how much I care, I do |
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I just called to say I love you |
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And I mean it from the bottom of my heart, of my heart, baby of my heart |
