| Ridin' on a white horse, galloping over the clouds
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| That’s the way that I feel when I’m with you
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| Do you know what I’m talkin' about
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| I see a big pot of gold at the end of a rainbow
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| Sittin' at the bottom of the sea
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| I could swim myself about a thousand fathoms
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| 'Cause your kiss is like gold to me
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| Hear mocking birds singing, tranquilizing
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| See a transparent woman she’s a ghost
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| All the wonderful things that you do to me
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| To say the least, you’re the most
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| You’re the most
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| I see a tree in the jungle all covered with fruit
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| No other trees around
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| In the desert I’m lost, it’s a wall of sand
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| But your kiss, girl, and I’m found
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| Such a beautiful trip all around the world
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| And your love is coast to coast
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| All the wonderful things that you do to me
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| To say the least you’re the most
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| You’re the most
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| I see some bright red shiny balloons
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| Four score and ten
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| I see a thousand swans, a bright shiny lake
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| Reflecting your love again
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| It’s an uphill climb straight down to the bottom
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| It’s a love disease, a fatal dose
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| It’s not enough, but it’s way too much
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| To say the least you’re the most
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| You’re the most
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| You’re the most
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| From coast to coast
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| You’re the most
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| Baby, most
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| You’re the most baby
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| You’re the most
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| You’re the most baby
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| You’re the most
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| Sweet fine thing
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| Fine as you can be
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| You’re the most, baby
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| You’re the most
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| From coast to coast
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| You’re the most, child
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| You’re the most
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| You’re the most
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| Baby, you’re the most |