| I see a red door and I want it painted black
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| No colors in my life, you better turn 'em black
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| I see the girls walking by, dressed in their summer clothes
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| I see them strolling by, my happiness just goes
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| No more will my green sea turn in a deeper blue
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| I can not foresee this thing happening to you
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| I see a red door and I want it painted black
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| No colors in my life, you better turn 'em black
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| I see people walking by, dressed in their summer clothes
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| I see them strolling by, my happiness just goes
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| See people walking by, dressed in their summer clothes
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| I see them strolling by, my happiness just goes
|
| I see a red door and I want it painted black
|
| No colors in my life, you better turn 'em black
|
| No more will my green sea turn in a deeper blue
|
| I can not foresee this thing happening to you
|
| See people walking by, dressed in their summer clothes
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| I see them strolling by, my happiness just goes |