| I want to thank your folks
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| For making you as sweet as you are,
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| How else can I express how I feel,
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| Assess and reveal all my love?
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| I want to thank your folks
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| For making you the dream that you are,
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| And tell them what a swell job they’ve done
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| Of raising the one I love.
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| Do you recall the birthday party they gave you
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| When we were just a couple of kids?
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| Well suppose they haven’t thought of inviting me too,
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| See what I’d have missed?
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| And here’s my thanks to you
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| For making all my love dreams come true.
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| But darling, to be perfectly frank,
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| I really must thank your folks.
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| And here’s my thanks to you
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| For making all my love dreams come true.
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| But darling, to be perfectly frank,
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| I really must thank your folks. |