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Here comes Sue and she looks crazy |
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Skipping down the hillside gaily |
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looking like the flowers that bloom in May |
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Won't you make your reservation? |
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I will meet you at the station |
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Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day? |
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Follow my lead, it is no wonder, I seem to be so high |
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Living my dreams the way I ought to |
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As the days go rolling by |
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See me strolling through the meadow |
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With you baby by my side |
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Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day? |
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See the streamline blue horizon |
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With you baby by the way |
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Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day? |
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You can make your reservation |
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I will meet you at the station |
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When you come to see me, All Saints Day |
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When you come to see me, All Saints Day |
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When you come to see me, All Saints Day. |