| Clair, the moment I met you I swear
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| I felt as if something somewhere
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| Had happened to me
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| Which I couldn’t see
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| And then
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| The moment I met you again
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| I knew in my heart we were friends
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| It had to be so
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| It couldn’t be no
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| But try as hard as I might do I don’t know why
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| You get to me in a way I can’t describe
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| Words mean so little when you look up and smile
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| I don’t care what people say
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| To me you’re more than a child
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| Oh! |
| Clair, Clair
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| Clair, if ever a moment so rare
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| Was captured for all to compare
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| That moment is you
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| It’s all that you do
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| But why in spite of our age difference do I cry
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| Each time I leave you I feel I could die
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| Nothing means more to me than hearing you say
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| I’m going to marry you
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| Will you marry me Uncle Ray?
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| Oh! |
| Clair, Clair
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| Clair, I’ve told you before
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| Don’t you dare
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| Get back into bed
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| Can’t you see that it’s late
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| No you can’t have a drink
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| Oh! |
| all right then but wait just a bit
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| While I, in an effort to baby sit
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| Catch of my breath what there is left of it
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| You can be murder at this hour of the day
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| But in the morning this hour
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| Will seem a lifetime away
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| Oh! |
| Clair, Clair |