| Cheer up, honey I hope you can
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| There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with silvery stuff
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| Honey kisses clouds of fluff
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| Shoulders shrugging off
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| Cheer up, honey I hope you can
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| There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with radio cures
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| Electronic surgical words
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| Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I’ve never seen
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| Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
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| Cheer up, honey I hope you can
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| There is something wrong with me My mind is filled with silvery stars
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| Honey kisses clouds of love
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| Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I’ve never seen
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| Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
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| Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
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| Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
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| Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
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| Cheer up, honey I hope you can |