| My heart is taking lessons, learning how to sing
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| Every morning la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, poor thing
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| My heart is taking lessons, conscientiously
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| Every moment la-la-la-la-la-la-la, it amazes me And oh, how hard it labors to try and make the grade
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| It must annoy the neighbors, practicing upon a serenade
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| My heart is taking lessons, and I notice too
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| It began to la-la-la-la-la-la-la when I looked at you
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| My heart’s taking lessons to learn how to sing
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| Every morning la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, poor thing
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| My heart’s taking lessons, so conscientiously
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| Every moment la-la-la-la-la-la-la, it amazes me And oh, how hard it labors to try and make the grade
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| It must annoy the neighbors, practicing upon a serenade
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| My heart’s taking lessons, and I notice too
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| It began to la-la-la-la-la-la-la when I looked at you |