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I read your letter, I read your letter |
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It said, I love John Lennon forever |
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And I know you think I'm nuts (think I'm nuts) |
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But I really hate his guts (hate his guts) |
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And now you've half inched my copy of pet sounds |
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I think you've taken everything from me I've had to give |
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I die for beauty, I die for beauty |
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Adjusted in the tomb |
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Until the moss reached our lips, |
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And covered up our names |
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Sweet is the swamp with its secrets |
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So kiss me, kiss me, kiss me |
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Don't kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, |
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Don't kiss me, kiss me, kiss me |
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Tonight |
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Because I've never really missed someone (missed someone) |
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I never really missed someone (missed someone) |
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I never really missed someone before |
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And now I'm going to the country, to paint my mail box blue |
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I'm not going to paint myself on you |
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I'm going to the city, to dine more |
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You can make me a palette on your floor |
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But I won't stay the night |
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Cos I, read your letter |
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About how you love Sergeant Pepper |
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But I know that someday I'll do better |
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So don't; kiss me, kiss me, kiss me |
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Don't kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, |
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Don't kiss me, kiss me, kiss me |
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Tonight |
