| Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum
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| You came along and everything’s startin' to hum
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| Still, it’s a real good bet, the best is yet to come
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| Best is yet to come and babe, won’t that be fine?
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| You think you’ve seen the sun, but you ain’t seen it shine
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| Wait till the warm-up's underway
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| Wait till our lips have met
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| And wait till you see that sunshine day
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| You ain’t seen nothin' yet
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| The best is yet to come and babe, won’t it be fine?
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| Best is yet to come, come the day you’re mine
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| Come the day you’re mine
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| I’m gonna teach you to fly
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| We’ve only tasted the wine
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| We’re gonna drain the cup dry
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| Wait till your charms are right for these arms to surround
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| You think you’ve flown before, but baby, you ain’t left the ground
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| Wait till you’re locked in my embrace
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| Wait till I draw you near
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| Wait till you see that sunshine place
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| Ain’t nothin' like it here
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| The best is yet to come and babe, won’t it be fine?
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| The best is yet to come, come the day you’re mine
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| Come the day you’re mine
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| And you’re gonna be mine |