| If I sent a rose to you
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| For every time you made me blue
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| You’d have a room full of roses
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| If I sent a rose of white
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| For every time I cried all night
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| You’d have a room full of roses;
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| And if you took the petals and tore them all apart
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| You’d be tearin' at the roses just the way you tore my heart!
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| If someday you’re feelin' blue
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| You could send some roses too!
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| Well, I don’t want a room full o' roses
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| I just want my arms full o' you!
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| You’d have a room full of roses
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| You’d have a room full of roses
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| And if you took the petals and tore them all apart
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| You’d be tearin' at the roses just the way you tore my heart!
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| If I sent a rose to you
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| For every time you made me blue
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| You’d have a room full of roses
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| If I sent a rose of white
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| For every time I cried all night
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| You’d have a room full of roses;
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| And if you took the petals and tore them all apart
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| You’d be tearin' at the roses just the way you tore my heart!
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| If someday you’re feelin' blue
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| And you could send some roses too
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| Well, I don’t want a room full o' roses
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| I just want my arms full of you! |