| It could be a spoonsful of diamonds,
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| Could be a spoonful of gold,
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| Just a little spoon of your precious love,
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| Satisfies my soul.
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| Men lies about little,
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| Some of them cries about little,
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| Some of them dies about little,
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| Everything fight about little spoonful.
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| It could be a spoonful of coffee,
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| Could be a spoonful of tea,
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| But a little spoon of your precious love,
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| Good enough for me.
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| Men lies about that,
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| Some of them dies about that,
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| Some of them cries about that,
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| But everything fight about that spoonful.
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| That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful.
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| It could be a spoonsful of water,
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| Saved from the deserts sand,
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| But one spoon of them fortifies.
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| Save you from another man.
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| Men lies about that,
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| Some of them cries about that,
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| Some of them dies about that,
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| Everybody fightin' about that spoonful.
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| That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful. |