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Little girl, little girl |
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Thought you were on your way to school |
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Little girl, little girl |
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Thought you were on your way to school |
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Do you remember? |
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You went and broke your teacher's rule |
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Well, I walked by your classroom |
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I had to take a look |
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I stopped a while and watched what you |
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Had written in your book |
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'Cause I love ya |
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An' I don't care, a-what they say |
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Saw you from my window |
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Standin' by the big oak tree |
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I sat an' thought an' wondered, baby |
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About how it used to be |
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And miles and miles of golden sand |
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A-walking, a-talkin', hand in hand |
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And I've got you, in my soul |
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I really do believe |
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I've got you in my soul |
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Got you |
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Got you |
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Got you |
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I got you, in my soul |
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In my, a-in my soul |
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You're so sweet, angel |
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I got you, a-in my soul |
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I love you, I need you |
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Wild child |
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Oh child |
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Whoa, child |
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Oh-oh, child |
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FADES - |
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Whoa, child |
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Whoa, child |
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Ah-ha |
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Alright! |
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Alright |
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Child |
