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I call her Firefly |
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Cause, oh, my |
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She radiates moonglow |
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Wants none of that noon glow |
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She starts to glitter |
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When the sun goes down |
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Bout eight p.m., it's mayhem |
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She switches the brights up |
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Lights up and gives me a call |
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Take me to the Fireflies ball |
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But when I get her there |
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Set her there |
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Do I get to pet her there |
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And grab me some glow |
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No, she's a gad about, mad about |
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Luring every lad about |
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While leaving me moaning low |
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Oh, Firefly, why can't I |
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Latch onto you no how |
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Oh, how I love you but gee |
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While you set the night on |
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Firefly, shine a little light on me |
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But when I get her there |
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Set her there |
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Do I get to pet her there |
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And grab me some glow |
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No, she's a gad about, mad about |
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Luring every lad about |
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While leaving me moaning low |
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Oh, Firefly, why can't I |
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Latch on for you no how |
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Oh, how I love you but gee |
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While you set the night on |
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Firefly, shine a little light on |
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Shine a little light on |
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Shine a little light on me |
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(in the mornin') |
