| Won’t you look this baby over
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| Tell me don’t you think she’s fine
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| O do lo do, I want you to know
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| She’s mine, all mine
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| Get a load of those two dimples
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| And her kisses taste like wine
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| O do lo do, I want you to know
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| She’s mine, all mine
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| And if she didn’t have a cent to her name
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| That wouldn’t matter cause I’d still love here the same
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| But her dad has lots of money
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| It will all be hers in time
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| O do lo do, I want you to know
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| She’s mine, all mine
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| Won’t you look this baby over
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| Tell me don’t you think she’s fine
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| O do lo do, I want you to know
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| She is mine, all mine
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| Get a load of those two dimples
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| And her kisses taste like wine
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| O do lo do, I want you to know
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| She’s mine, all mine
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| And even though she might not have a cent to her name
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| You know it doesn’t matter cause I’d still love here the same
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| But her dad has lots of money
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| It will all be hers in time
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| O do lo do, a big load of dough
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| Will be mine, all mine |