| So you like Sunday picnics
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| And yelling at the umpire at a baseball game
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| Window shopping, popcorn popping
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| Wading through the puddles in a summer rain
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| And I’ll bet you’re kind to children and
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| Someday you’d like to be a mother too
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| And do you get a feeling when you’re with me, the way I do?
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| Well that makes two of us
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| We’re like birds of a feather
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| True love brings together
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| A precious few of us
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| That makes two of us
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| So you believe in wishes
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| While blowin' out the candles on a birthday cake
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| Gentle hugs and lightnin' bugs
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| Stayin' up all night to watch the morning break
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| We’ve got so much in common
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| Given half a chance, I’m sure that you’ll agree
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| One way to sum up forever is you and me
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| Well that makes two of us
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| We’re like birds of a feather
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| True love brings together
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| A precious few of us
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| That makes two of us |