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Have you seen Miss Clarietta |
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Riding round on her Lambretta |
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On the mountainside |
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Looking out for friendly faces |
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Peering out of mountain places |
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Waiting for a ride |
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She's the queen of mountain magic |
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Everybody knows |
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And late at night she sings with gentleness |
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Becoming to a rose |
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Please send her a great big shining star |
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To show her where you are |
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Please give her the love you've stored away |
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You cannot lose today |
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If you meet her in the moonlight |
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Don't be shy and don't be uptight |
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She might disappear |
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If she thinks you want to get her |
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Stop her riding her Lambretta |
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She won't let you near |
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She's the queen of mountain flowers |
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You can love them, too |
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But if you pick her lovely flowers |
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How can they grow for you |
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Please send her a great big shining star |
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To show her where you are |
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Please give her the love you've stored away |
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You cannot lose today |
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Two, three, four |
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I like it |
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Have you seen Miss Clarietta |
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Riding round on her Lambretta |
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On the mountainside |
|
Looking out for friendly faces |
|
Peering out of mountain places |
|
Waiting for a ride |
|
She's the queen of mountain magic |
|
Everybody knows |
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And late at night she sings with gentleness |
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Becoming to a rose |
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Please send her a great big shining star |
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To show her where you are |
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Please give her the love you've stored away |
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You cannot lose today (fade) |
