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She walks with a bell clock round her neck |
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So the hippies think she's in with time, time |
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Her hair glistens like robins on a deck |
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Branches attack me from her neck |
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She's so fine |
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She's so very very fine |
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The sun from a cloud sinks into her eyes |
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The rain from a tree sokes into her mind, mind |
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Morning sign sounds just like a lock |
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All these signs are always a stock |
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She' s so fine |
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She's so very very fine |
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When I veer I get so near |
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But so far far far away |
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Listen to me today |
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We united just beside a leaf |
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The ground was hard underneath, her her |
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She's so fine |
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