| She didn’t say yes
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| She didn’t say no
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| She didn’t say stay
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| She didn’t say go
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| She only knew that he had spied her there
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| And then she knew he sat beside her there
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| At first there was heard not one little word
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| Then coyly she took one sly little look
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| And something awoke and smiled inside
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| Her heart began beating wild inside
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| So what did she do?
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| I leave it to you
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| She did just what you’d do too
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| She didn’t say yes
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| She didn’t say no
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| They very soon stood beside his chateau
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| They lingered like two poor waifs outside
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| For well she knew 'twas only safe outside
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| In there it was warm, out there it was cold
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| The sleet and the storm said, «Better be bold»
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| She murmured, «I'm not afraid of ice
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| I only wish that I was made of ice»
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| So what did she do?
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| I leave it to you
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| She did just what you’d do too
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| She didn’t say yes
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| She didn’t say no
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| She wanted to stay
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| But knew she should go
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| She wasn’t so sure that he’d be good
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| She wasn’t even sure that she’d be good
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| She wanted to rest
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| All cuddled and pressed
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| A palpable part of somebody’s heart
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| She’d love to be on rapport with him
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| But not behind a bolted door with him
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| And what did she do?
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| I leave it to you
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| She did just what you’d do too
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| She didn’t say yes
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| She didn’t say no
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| For heaven was near
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| She wanted it so
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| Above her sweet love was beckoning
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| And yet she knew there’d be a reckoning
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| She wanted to climb
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| But dreaded to fall
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| So bided her time
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| And clung to the wall
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| She wanted to act ad libitum
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| But feared to lose her equilibrium
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| So what did she do?
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| I leave it to you
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| She did just what you’d do too |