| Dear sweetie
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| Here I come with another Hey what’s happening
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| Listen to me
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| Listen to me
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| You tell me you doubt I’m ordinary
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| Give me sunshine, make me happy
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| Give me sunshine
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| I’m holding in my fingers
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| The last string I’ll set you free
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| there will be no more questions of strength
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| I cut my throat playing Indian
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| Dear sweetie
|
| Here I come with another Hey what’s happening
|
| Listen to me
|
| Listen to me
|
| You tell me you doubt I’m ordinary
|
| Give me sunshine, make me happy
|
| Give me sunshine
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| I’m holding in my fingers
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| The last string I’ll set you free
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| there will be no more questions of strength
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| I’ll cut my boy playing Indian
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| I was trying to get to you
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| Well now that’s a friend
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| You say you feel affection
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| so come now and save us
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| Dear sweetie
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| Here I come with another Hey what’s happening
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| Listen to me
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| Listen to me
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| You tell me you doubt I’m ordinary
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| Give me sunshine, make me happy
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| Give me sunshine |