| In a well turned phrase
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| Never seem to spring
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| From my heart
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| I’m never one who reaches
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| For sentimental speeches;
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| I’m not versed and I’m not rehearsed
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| In the kind of words that are smart
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| Still I can speak sincerely
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| And tell you just as clearly
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| You’re a sweetheart
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| If there ever was one
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| If there ever was one it’s you
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| Life without you
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| Was an incomplete dream
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| You are every sweet dream come true
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| My search was such a blind one
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| And I was all at sea
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| I never thought I’d find one
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| Quite so perfect for me
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| You’re a sweetheart if there ever was one
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| If there ever was one it’s you |