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Those schoolgirl days |
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Of telling tales and biting nails are gone |
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But in my mind |
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I know that they will still live on and on |
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But how do you thank someone |
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Who has taken you from crayons to perfume |
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It isn't easy, but I'll try |
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If you wanted the sky, I would write across the sky in letters |
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That would soar a thousand feet high |
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To Sir, with love |
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The time has come |
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For closing books and long last looks must end |
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And as I leave |
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I know that I am leaving my best friend |
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A friend who taught me right from wrong |
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And weak from strong, that's a lot to learn |
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What, what can I give you in return |
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If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start |
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But I would rather you let me give my heart |
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To Sir, with love |
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If you wanted the sky, I would write across the sky in letters |
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That would soar a thousand feet high |
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If you wanted the world, I'd surround it with a wall, I'd scrawl |
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These words with letters ten feet tall |
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To Sir, with love |
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If you wanted the sky, I would write across the sky in letters |
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That would soar a thousand feet high |
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To Sir, with love |
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