| What Is This Thing In Life That Persuades Me To Spend
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| Time Away From You?
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| If You Can Answer This You Can Have The Moon.
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| This Is The Place To Be, Anyway You Can See
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| There’s A Lovely View.
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| Why Are There Always So Many Other Things To Do?
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| Distractions, Like Butterflies Are Buzzing 'Round My Head,
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| When I’m Alone I Think Of You
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| And The Life We’d Lead If We Could Only Be Free
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| From These Distractions.
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| The Postman’s At The Door
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| While The Telephone Rings On The Kitchen Wall,
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| Pretend We’re Not At Home And They’ll Disappear.
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| I Want To Be With You, Tell Me What I Can Do,
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| Nothing Is Too Small
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| Away From All This Jazz We Could Do Anything At All.
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| Distractions, Like Butterflies Are Buzzing 'Round My Head.
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| When I’m Alone I Think Of You
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| And The Things We’d Do If We Could Only Be Through
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| With These Distractions.
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| I’ll Fond The Peaceful Place Far A Way From The Noise Of A Busy
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| Day
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| Where We Can Spend Our Nights Counting Shooting Stars,
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| Distractions, Like Butterflies Are Buzzing 'Round My Head.
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| When I’m Alone I Think Of You
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| And The Things We’d Do If We Could Only Be Through
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| With These Distractions, Like Butterflies They’re
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| Buzzing 'Round My Head, When I’m Alone I Think Of You
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| And The Life We’d Lead If We Could Only Be Free
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| From These Distractions. |