| Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum
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| You came along and everything starting to hum
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| Still it’s a real good bet the best is yet to come
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| The best is yet to come, and babe won’t it 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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| Wait till you see that sunshine day, ain’t nothing like it yet
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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 your mine
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| Come the day your mine
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| I’m gonna teach you to fly, we’ve only tasted the wine
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| We’re gonna drink that cup dry
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| Wait till your charms are ripe for these arms to surround
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| You think you’ve flown before but you ain’t left the ground
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| Wait till you’re locked in my embrace, wait till I draw you near
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| Wait till you’ve seen that sunshine place, ain’t nothing 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, come the day you’re mine
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| The best is yet to come, and babe won’t it be fine? |