| Moon Moon
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| Someone said that you’re a
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| Piece of paper
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| A piece of paper
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| Just a’pasted on the sky
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| Moon Moon
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| I’ve a hunch that you’re a
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| Giant ball of rock
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| A millions miles from me
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| And all the people in my town
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| Moon Moon
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| Someone said that you’re a
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| Bright spot
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| A spotlight, bright spot
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| Beaming in my eye
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| Moon Moon
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| Ain’t it true though that you’re
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| Just a reflector for
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| A light that’s gleaming off a mammoth burning globe of fire?
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| You’re a giant ball of rock.
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| Lit by a mammoth globe of fire.
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| The Moon.
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| You float around the space vaccuum
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| The Moon.
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| Overhead too far to pursue
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| The Moon. |