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You won't admit you love me and so |
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How am I ever to know? |
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You always tell me |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
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A million times I've asked you and then |
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I ask you over again |
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You always answer |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
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If you can't make your mind up |
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We'll never get started |
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And I don't want to wind up |
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Being parted, broken hearted |
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So if you really love me say yes |
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But if you don't, dear, confess |
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Then please don't tell me |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
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If you can't make your mind up |
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We'll never get started |
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And I don't want to wind up |
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Being parted, broken hearted |
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So if you really love me say yes |
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But if you don't, dear, confess |
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Then please don't tell me |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
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If you can't make your mind up |
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We'll never get started |
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And I don't want to wind up |
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Being parted, broken hearted |
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So if you really love me say yes |
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But if you don't, dear, confess |
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Then please don't tell me |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
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Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps |
