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Hey, where did we go. Days when the rains came?. Down in the hollow. Playing a new game,. Laughing and a-running, hey, hey,. Skipping and a-jumping. In the misty morning fog with. Our, our hear
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Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey. Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey. You're the apple of my eye. Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie She's just sixteen, she's not yet grown. She never goes out on her own. She liv
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Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey. Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey. You're the apple of my eye. Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie She's just sixteen, she's not yet grown. She never goes out on her own. She liv
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Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey. Ro ro ro ro ro ro ro Rosey. You're the apple of my eye. Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie She's just sixteen, she's not yet grown. She never goes out on her own. She liv
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The smile you smile as you and I, see through your laughing eyes. The smile you smile as you and I, see through your laughing eyes. . O baby, in the whirlpool of them,. I can be in paradise. . I
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Goodbye baby, so long girl. I know you ain't gonna like it. But I'm stepping right. Out in your world But I'm coming to your party. And I won't be able to stay. But I'm gonna kiss you. One more
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Hey girl, when ya' swish and sway. In your yellow dress. 'Cross the crowded room. Boom, chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom Hey girl, freckles on your arms. Freckles on your face. Can we find a place. In
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words. We were born before the wind, thank you very much. Also younger than the sun. And the bonnie boat was won. As we sailed into the mystic. Hark, now hear the sailors cry. Smell the sea and feel t
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Down on Cyprus Avenue. With a childlike vision leaping into view. Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe. Ford and Fitzroy, Madame George. Marching with the soldier boy behind. He's much olde
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If it matters how you do it. And how you do it is your thing. If it matters which way you go. That's your way to go And if you get it like that. That's the way you get it. 'Cause you get it like
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Who drove the red sports car from the mansion. And laid upon the grass in summer time. And who done me out high time fashion. And made me read between the lines And who said, "Follow the man. It's
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In the back room (in the back room). In the back room (in the back room). I waited for you (waited for you). Ya waited for me (waited for me). . Rain came down, pitter-pat. Say, what you think,
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Down on Cyprus Avenue. With a childlike vision leaping into view. Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe. Ford and Fitzroy, Madame George. Marching with the soldier boy behind. He's much olde
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The wine beneath the bed. The things we've done and said. And all the memories. That come glancing back to me,. In my loneliness. Standing in the breach. Beyond that stretch but our love reach.
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When you thought I was a stranger, when you looked upon me. When I came back. But to take you from disaster, I cannot master. The four winds in your shack In the roamin', in the gloamin', you have