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I once had an ice cube, pretty little ice cube. |
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Now it's gone, now it's gone. |
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Her name was |
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Mary, pretty little ice cube. |
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Now she's gone, now she's gone. |
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She was so shiny, my pretty little ice cube. |
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Now she's gone. |
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Where's she gone? |
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She's gone with the others, the shiny little ice cubes. |
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Movin' on. |
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Movin' on. |
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Shes' gone. |
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Doesn't nothing ever last forever? |
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I miss my ice cube. |
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Pretty little ice cube. |
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Since she's withdrawn. |
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I held her in my hand, my chilly little ice cube. |
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Was it wrong? |
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Was it wrong? |
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She slipped away, my moist little ice cube, to oblivion. |
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Oblivion! |
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She left me standing with tears on my face, on the lawn. |
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So I wrote this song. |
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Pretty little ice cube where have you gone? |
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Doesn't nothing ever last forever? |
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It's been declared that it's not wise to prize something too much. |
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I just wish to find something to fondle and to touch so gently. |
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Doesn't nothing ever last forever? |
