| There was a boy, a very special boy,
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| Yes, he was a man child, how I love to be good and out.
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| I don’t think he see me at all and he can see right through me,
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| Did I manifested just so he could ask me?
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| How did I find you? |
| How did I ever find you?
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| How do I get you alone?
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| If you had a mind, too,
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| We could spend some time to give up.
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| How do I get you alone?
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| There was a girl, a little, little girl,
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| People say she got and odd smile,
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| You could never figure it out.
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| But if you can see her at all
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| And now you’re putting questions.
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| I think she manifest 'em, just so she could have him.
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| How did I find you? |
| How did I ever find you?
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| How do I get you alone?
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| If you had a mind, too,
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| We could spend some time to give up.
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| How do I get you alone?
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| There was a girl,
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| You could see her lid up,
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| You could really see her lid up,
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| You could see her lid up,
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| You could really see her lid up.
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| You could see her lid up,
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| You could really see her lid up.
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| You could see her lid up,
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| You could really see her lid up.
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| You could see her, see her,
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| You could really see her, see her.
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| You could see her, see her, see her, see her. |