| Ask me how do I feel, ask me now that we’re cozy and clingin'
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| Well sir, all I can say, is if I were a bell I’d be ringin'
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| From the moment we kissed tonight, that’s the way I’ve just gotta behave
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| Boy, if I were a lamp I’d light or if I were a banner I’d wave
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| Ask me how do I feel, little me with my quiet upbringing
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| Well sir, all I can say is if gate I’d be swinging
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| And if I were a watch I’d start popping my springs
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| Or if I were a bell I’d go ding dong, ding dong ding
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| Yes, I knew my morale would crack
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| From the wonderful way that you looked
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| Boy, if I were a duck I’d quack
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| Or if I were a goose I’d be cooked
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| Ask me how do I feel, ask me now that we’re fondly caressing
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| Well, if I were a salad, I know I’d be splashing my dressing
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| Or if I were a season, I’d surely be spring
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| Or if I were a gate, I would swing, have a fling almost any old thing
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| Or if I were a bell I’d go ding dong, ding dong
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| Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding ding dong |