| I’m not saying it was you fault
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| Although you could have done more
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| Oh you’re so naive yet so
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| How could this be done
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| By such a smiling sweetheart?
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| Oh, and your sweet and pretty face
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| In such an ugly world
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| For something so beautiful
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| Oh, that everytime I look inside
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| I know, she knows that I’m not fond of asking
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| True or false, it may be, she’s still out to get me
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| I know she knows that I’m not fond of asking
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| True or false, it may be, she’s still out to get me
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| I may say it was your fault
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| Because I know you could have done more
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| Oh, you’re so naive yet so
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| How could this be done
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| By such a smiling sweetheart?
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| Oh, and your sweet and pretty face
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| In such an ugly world
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| For something so beautiful
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| Oh, that everytime I look inside
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| I know, she knows that I’m not fond of asking
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| True or false, it may be, she’s still out to get me
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| I know she knows that I’m not fond of asking
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| True or false, it may be, she’s still out to get me
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| So how could this be done
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| By such a smiling sweetheart?
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| Oh, and your sweet and pretty face |
| In such an ugly world
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| For something so beautiful
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| Oh, that everytime I look inside
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| I know, she knows that I’m not fond of asking
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| True or false, it may be, she’s still out to get me
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| I know she knows that I’m not fond of asking
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| True or false, it may be, she’s still out to get me
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| Just don’t let me down
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| Hold on to your kite
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| Just don’t let me down
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| Hold on to your kite
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| Just don’t let me down
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| Hold on to your kite |