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Aaah, Aaah, Aaah, Aaah |
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How'd you get so smart? |
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Wax and candles and burning cobwebs. |
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I guess you broke my heart |
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But then sometimes I think that's all it's there for. |
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Oooh, Oooh |
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It's goodnight to the sunlight, |
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To the fruit trees. |
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I'm alright. |
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We need to proof read, |
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So the publisher agrees |
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That you could write a novel |
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Tonight. |
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When you get that look, |
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It makes me know you're really thinking. |
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About to read your book, |
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But first I think I need to learn how to read you. |
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Oooh, Oooh |
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It's goodnight to the sunlight, |
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To the fruit trees. |
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I'm alright. |
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We need to proof read, |
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So the publisher agrees |
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That you could write a novel |
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You could write a novel. |
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You could write a novel, |
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Tonight. |
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Woah-oowoah |
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Woah-oowoah |
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Tonight |