| Don’t you remember that snowy December
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| When we went to see Singing In The Rain?
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| I shouldn’t have smuggled in that bottle of gin
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| 'Cause after the film I could barely walk
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| But darling, don’t you know
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| It’s only human to want to kill
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| A beautiful thing?
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| When I was seven, summer lasted forever
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| I used to chase fireflies through the woods
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| Tidy green lights circling warm August nights
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| I’d catch them inside a washed-out old jar
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| I dreamed of the stars
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| With a jar by my bed
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| But each morning
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| My pretty bugs were dead
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| Oh, darling, don’t you see
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| It’s only human to want to kill
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| A beautiful thing?
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| We should have been dancing like lovers in a movie
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| But I fell and cut my head in the snow
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| I wanted to tell you all the ways that I loved you
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| But instead I got sick on the train
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| But darling, don’t you know
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| It’s only human to want to kill
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| A beautiful thing?
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| But darling, can’t you see
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| It’s only human to want to kill
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| A beautiful thing? |