| It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside
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| I'm not one of those who can easily hide
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| I don't have much money, but, boy, if I did
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| I'd buy a big house where we both could live
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| If I was a sculptor, heh, but then again, no
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| Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show
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| I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do
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| My gift is my song, and this one's for you
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| And you can tell everybody this is your song
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| It may be quite simple, but now that it's done
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| I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
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| That I put down in words
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| How wonderful life is while you're in the world
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| I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
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| Well, a few of the verses, well, they've got me quite cross
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| But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
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| It's for people like you that keep it turned on
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| So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do
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| You see, I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
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| Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean
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| Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
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| And you can tell everybody this is your song
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| It may be quite simple, but now that it's done
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| I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
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| That I put down in words
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| How wonderful life is while you're in the world
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| I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
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| That I put down in words
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| How wonderful life is while you're in the world |