| People used to love to hear her laugh, and see her smile
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| Thats how she got her name
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| But since that sad affair- shes lost smile and changed her style
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| Somehow shes not the same
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| Whennnnnn.
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| sunny gets blue
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| her eyes get grey and clouded
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| and the rain begins to fall
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| pitter patter pitter patter
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| love is gone
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| so what can matter
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| no sweet love a man comes to call
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| when sunny gets blue, she breaths a sigh of sadness
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| like the wind that stirs the trees
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| winds that set the leaves to swayin'
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| like some violins are playing
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| weird and haunting melodies
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| people used to hear her laugh and see her smile
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| thats how she got her name
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| but since that sad affair
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| she lost her smile, changed her style
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| somehow shes not the same
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| but memories will fade and pretty dreams will rise up where the other dreams
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| fell through,
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| hurry new hurry here and kiss away each lonely tear
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| and hold near when sunny gets blue
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| hurry hurry hurry new love — hurry here — and kiss away each lonely tear
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| and hold her near.
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| when sunny gets blue |