| Tell her you care each time you speak
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| Make it her birthday each day of the week
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| Bring her nice things, sugar and spice things
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| Roses and lollipops and lollipops and roses
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| One day she’ll smile, next day she’ll cry
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| Minute to minute you’ll never know why
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| Coax her, pet her, better yet, get her
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| Roses and lollipops and lollipops and roses
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| We try acting grown up but as a rule
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| We’re all little children fresh from school
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| So carry her books that’s how it starts
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| Fourteen or forty they’re kids in their hearts
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| Keep them handy, flowers and candy
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| Roses and lollipops and lolipops and roses
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| So carry her books that’s how it starts
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| Fourteen or forty they’re kids in their hearts
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| Keep them handy, flowers and candy
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| Roses and lollipops and lolipops and roses |