| I expect everyone of my crowd to make fun of my proud protestations of faith
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| and romance.
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| And they’ll say I’m naive as a babe to believe any fable I hear from a person
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| in pants.
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| Fearlessly I’ll face them and argue their doubts away.
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| Loudly I’ll sing about flowers and Spring. |
| Flatly I’ll stand on my little flat
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| feet and say-
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| Love is a grand and a beautiful thing.
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| I’m not ashamed to reveal the world-famous feeling I feel.
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| I’m as corny as Kansas in August,
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| I’m as normal as blueberry pie,
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| no longer a smart little girl with no heart
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| I’m in love with a wonderful guy!
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| I’m in a conventional dither
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| with a conventional star in my eye,
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| and you will note there’s a lump in my throat
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| when I speak of that wonderful guy!
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| I’m as tried and as gay as a daisy
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| and may a cliche coming true,
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| I’m promitic and bright as a moon
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| lapping night pouring light on the dew!
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| I’m as corny as Kansas in August,
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| high as a flag on the Fourth of July,
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| if you’ll excuse an expression I use,
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| I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love,
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| I’m in love, I’m in love with a wonderful guy!
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| I’m as corny as Kansas in August,
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| high as a flag on the Fourth of July,
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| If you’ll excuse, I’m in love,
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| I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love,
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| I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love,
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| I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love,
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| I’m in love, I’m in love with a wonderful guy! |