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Love is sweeter than honey |
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Honey is sweeter than wine |
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Wine is sweeter than tangerines |
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Tangerines are blind |
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I know the skies above |
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I know that's where the angels meet |
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I know the earth between my feet |
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To spread uneartly love |
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Today I walked among them |
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I could not get enough |
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One takes the staircase |
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They did not even see me |
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One holds the wheel |
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As they did their angel stuff |
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Not hand to picture |
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One ties the cotton |
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To the tire maker's heel |
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What I'm thinking of |
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Many many other kinds of love |
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Rain swells the river |
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A lotta turns make rain |
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Wheels start a-turnin' |
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And the river floods the plain |
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I know the skies above |
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I know the earth between my feet |
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That's where the angels meet |
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Six or seven others |
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To spread unearthly love |
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They begin to multiply |
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Spilled out on the floor |
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There are hundreds more |
