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This one's for you friend if you like the moon, |
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good tunes and old cartoons. |
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All good for you. |
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And even after a night at the bar, |
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you watch the stinging stars, |
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piercing you right in the heart. |
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And you realize this may not last for long |
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'till the ding dong. |
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So you best go strong, sing songs, |
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wear thongs 'till the others live on |
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and you're born again in Hong Kong |
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where you'll like ping pong, |
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your friends, reading and the sound of a gong. |
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Well anyway, we all look for one thing and one thing only, |
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and that's not to feel lonely, so hold me. |
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I'll do my best to deserve your love. |