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From San Fransisco to San Diego |
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I'll be there if you let me know |
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I wanna go, wherever you go |
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Baby baby I love you so |
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There is a squirrel on the fence |
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You wanna hold him in your hands |
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You feed him nuts and crumbs you brought |
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And then you kiss me on the forehead |
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From Honolulu to Malibu |
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I'll be there if you ask me to |
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I wanna do, whatever you do |
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Baby baby I'm in love with you |
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And in the winter when it is cold |
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Your hair is long and I am bald |
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I have no hat, but it feels so warm |
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When you cuddle in my arm |
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And up in Portland Oregon |
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Or in England and London |
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Call my name, and I will run |
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Baby baby you're the one |
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Well listen... |
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Saturday it is a holy day |
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And I see the rabbis on their way |
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To the temple, but I don't care |
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Your voice is sweeter than any prayer |
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And from St. Louis to Miami |
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I will be where you show me |
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I will be where you will be |
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Baby baby you're my baby |
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From Missoula(?) to Miami |
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I will be where you show me |
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I will be where you will be |
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Baby baby you're my baby |
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Baby baby you're my baby |
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Baby baby you're my baby |
