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it ain't no cover |
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it ain't no style |
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I shouldn't bother |
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he's eight miles high |
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but I adore him |
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and I implore him |
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saying I love none other |
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but this ain't no style |
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he sits there smoking |
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his breath away |
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he sits there choking |
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on what they say |
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but I adore him |
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and I implore him |
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saying one of these mornings |
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I'm going away |
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the sun is setting |
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the day is done |
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good night, my lover |
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good night, my son |
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I shouldn't bother |
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he's eight miles high |
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but I love none other |
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till the day that I die... |
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I shouldn't bother |
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he's eight miles high |
[01:45.00] |
but I love none other |
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till the day that I die... |