| The moon was like gold
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| As they strolled down the lane
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| Each star in the sky
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| Heard him sigh this refrain
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| This is our hour for love
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| Our hour to dream
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| Said the curly Pekingese
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| To his girlie Pekingese
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| Let’s be gay we say woofwoof
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| This is our hour for love
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| Our hour to scheme
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| Said the little puppy-he
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| To the little puppy-she
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| Let us cling and sing woofwoof
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| I can picture you and me forever
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| Chasing pussycats together
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| This is our hour for love,
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| Our hour to dream
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| We will raise a family
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| Maybe twenty-two or three
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| They’ll be our, our, our
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| This is our hour for love
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| Our hour to dream
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| You’re my curly Pekingese
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| I’m your girlie Pekingese
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| Let’s be gay and say woofwoof
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| This is our hour for love
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| Our hour to scheme
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| I’m your little puppy-he
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| I’m your little puppy-she
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| Let us cling and sing woofwoof
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| I can picture you and me forever
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| Chasing pussycats together
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| This is our hour for love
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| Our hour to dream
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| We will raise a family
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| Maybe twenty-two or three
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| They’ll be our, our, our |