| I thought I’d drop a line just saying
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| How your song’s been playing?
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| A pretty pitter patter it lightly played
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| The summer rain upon my face
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| Like polka dots and ballerinas
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| You floated right between us
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| With gossamer and feathers
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| You fanned the flames portraits caught in autumn rain
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| Around and round upside down
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| Are you just out for air
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| Or maybe somewhere hiding?
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| Playing 'round the corner
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| Somewhere I read a line
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| Just praising a book and a song
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| And how the world was brighter
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| When Betty came along
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| Around and round upside down
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| Are you just out for air
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| Or maybe somewhere hiding?
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| And playing 'round the corner
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| Somewhere I read a line
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| Just praising a book and a song
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| And how the world was brighter
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| When Betty came along
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| This world was brighter
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| When Betty came along |