| I’d rather be a fish
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| down in the deep blue see
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| then be a lonely man with-out a love of my own
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| a fish in the sea, with another to swim with me
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| and not a lonely man with-out a love of my own
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| Weeell
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love a love of my own
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| I’d rather be a dove
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| Up in a tree so high
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| then be a lonely man without a love of my own
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| A dove in a tree, so high it mean we fly
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| and not a lonely man with-out a love of my own
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| Weeell
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love a love of my own
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| I’d rather be a dove
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| Up in a tree so high
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| then be a lonely man with-out a love of my own
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| A dove in the tree, so high it mean we fly
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| And not a lonely man with-out a love of my own
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| Weeell
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own
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| without a love, a love of my own |