| I’d like to wake up with you early in the morning
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| Or stay up late, just playin' records on your phonograph
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| I’d like to get to know your mother and your father
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| Maybe just once, pretend to be somebody’s better half
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| And I would like to tell the very first lie
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| I’d like to ignore all my friends
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| And spend my time with you
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| Maybe shake your tambourine
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| I’d like to do the sorts of things
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| That you and I could do We could 'most anything
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| And I would like to tell the very first lie
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| I’d like to get to know
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| Your family and friends you know
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| Maybe pick you up from work
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| I’d like to do the sorts of things
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| That you and I could do 'til it hurts
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| I’d like to wake up with you early in the morning
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| Or stay up late, just playin' records on your phonograph
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| I’d like to get to know your mother and your father
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| Maybe just once, pretend to be somebody’s better half
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| And I would like to tell the very first lie |