| What is so rare as a day in June?
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| 'Till now we have never been told
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| The old question’s answered by one that is new
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| What is so rare, dear, as you?
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| So rare, you’re like the fragrance of blossoms fair
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| Sweet as a breath of air
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| Fresh with the morning dew
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| So rare You’re like the sparkle of old champagne
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| Orchids in cellophane
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| Couldn’t compare to you
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| You are perfection you’re my idea
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| Of angels singing the Ave Maria
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| For you’re an angel, I breathe and live you
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| With every beat of the heart that I give you
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| So rare, This is a heaven on earth we share
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| Caring the way we care
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| Ours is a love so rare
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| So rare, You have the warmth of a Schubert air
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| Charming and debonaire
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| Those are the words for you
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| So rare You have a way that’s beyond compare
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| That «one in a million» air
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| In everything you do
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| You have that something, that certain manner
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| You thrill me more than the «Star Spangled Banner»
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| You stage a love scene, so sweetly tender
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| And in that love scene I gladly surrender
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| So rare, to have a future like yours to share
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| Sweetheart the way we care |