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Don't the moon look lonesome |
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Shinin' through the trees |
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Don't the moon look lonesome |
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Shinin' through the trees |
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Don't your arms look lonesome |
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When your baby back's up leave |
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Well, I'm goin' up on the mountain |
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To call that baby of mine |
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Said I'm goin' up on the mountain |
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To call that baby of mine |
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But something tells me |
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He's not coming back this time |
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Would like to go to the country |
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Can't take you |
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I'm goin' up to the country |
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Can't take you |
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Nothin' up there a man like you could do |
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He's got fins like a fish, sheep like a frog |
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When he loves me I hallo oh, hot dog |
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Love that man better than I do myself |
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But I'm all alone, all alone |
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On the shelf, on the shelf |
