| You’ve a charm that is all your own
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| Makes 'em all stare
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| You’ve a style you can call your own
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| Lady, you are there
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| I can’t see what you see in me
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| It must be rare
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| But I’d like to hear a little more
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| Speak right up, boys, you can have the floor
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| Oh, Kay, you’re okay with me
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| You’re a dear
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| Oh, Kay, you’re okay with me
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| Listen here
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| Venus
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| Couldn’t compare
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| 'Tween us
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| You’ve her charms
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| And two good arms
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| And you’re like a beautiful pome
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| It is clear
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| You could break up any home
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| Say, since you’ve shown up
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| I must own up
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| I’m up a tree, say
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| Oh, Kay, you’re okay with me
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| If my heart were a free-for-all
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| Me for all you
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| But my heart has no key for all
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| So what can I do?
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| Entre nous, there’s a laddie to
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| Whom I am true
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| Though you cannot have my heart and hand
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| I will tell the world I think you’re grand
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| Hey, hey, you’re okay with Kay
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| Listen here
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| Hey, hey, you’re okay with Kay
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| Never fear
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| Hear me:
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| If I were free
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| Dear me
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| Nothing to it
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| You’re so cu-it
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| You’ve got that je ne sais quoi
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| Little boy
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| That makes the others look blah
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| Say, I’m another’s
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| But if brothers
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| You care to be
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| Oh, that would be okay with me |