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This little girl said she really loved me |
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It won't last so |
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I was told |
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People said that |
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I would soon see |
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How all that glitters is not gold. |
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Well I don't care what |
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I've been told |
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It doesn't matter what people have said |
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I must confess my heart is sold |
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This little girl's gone to my head. |
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She'll break your heart, just wait and see |
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She'll leave you high and dry |
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That's how these people bother me |
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But I'm sure that |
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I'm her only boy. |
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I'm gonna meet her tonight |
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When she'll be mine to have and to hold |
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Then I will prove that |
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I was right |
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And all that glitters must be gold. |
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AL She'll break your heart, just wait and see |
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She'll leave you high and dry |
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That's how these people bother me |
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But I'm sure that |
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I'm her only boy. |
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I waited round 'most all night long |
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Remembering what |
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I had been told |
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She never came and |
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I guess I was wrong |
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Well all that glitters is not gold |
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No all that glitters is not gold |
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Well that glitters is not gold . . . |
