| Why, won’t someone get smart
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| Get smart, and finally start
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| A love of the month club it,
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| Would be so devine, that I, would joyfully sign.
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| With the love of the month club
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| If the mailman brings another, book, I’ll scream.
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| I want to open the door, the first of the month
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| And find a living dream just sent for me.
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| To hug and to kiss
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| One tall, dark handsome package of bliss.
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| From the love of the month club
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| And if he’s the right one, someday I’ll be his wife
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| And I won’t need, no love of the month,
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| 'Cause I’ll have, the love of my live.
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| I want a boy, to hug and to kiss
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| One tall, dark handsome package of bliss.
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| From the love of the month club
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| And if he’s the right one, someday I’ll be his wife
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| And I won’t need, no love of the month,
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| 'Cause I’ll have, the love of my live.
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| The love of my life |