| I wanna thank your folks
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| For making you as sweet as you are
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| How else can I express how I feel
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| Confess and reveal my love?
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| I wanna thank your folks
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| For making you the dream that you are
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| An' tell them what a swell job they’ve done
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| Of raisin' the one that I love
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| Do you recall that birthday party they gave you
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| When we were just a couple of kids?
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| Well, suppose they hadn’t thought of inviting me, too
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| See, what I’d have missed?
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| And here’s my thanks to you
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| For making all my love dreams come true
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| But darling, to be perfectly frank
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| I really must thank your folks
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| Do you recall that birthday party they gave you
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| When we were just a couple of kids?
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| Well, suppose they hadn’t thought of inviting me, too
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| See what I’d have missed?
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| And here’s my thanks to you
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| For making all my love dreams come true
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| But darling, to be perfectly frank
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| I really must thank your folks |