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On that day you talked to me, |
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I waited so patiently, |
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For what you gave, |
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When you gave. |
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Said my boy, it's not a toy, |
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That red and velvet steel rolls royce. |
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Now I know, |
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What it is. |
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Ever since this summers lost, |
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We never stopped to count the cost, |
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Of what you did. |
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What you did. |
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Still bestowed to sicking hands, |
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A boy would soon become a man. |
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Now I, know why it is. |
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Now I, know why. |
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Now I, know why it is. |
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Now I, know why it is. |
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Now I, know why it is. |
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On that day you talked to me, |
|
I waited so patiently, |
|
For what you gave, |
|
When you gave. |
|
Said my boy, it's not a toy, |
|
That red and velvet steel rolls royce. |
|
Now I know, |
|
What it is. |
|
Ever since this summers lost, |
|
We never stopped to count the cost, |
|
Of what you did. |
|
What you did. |
|
Still bestowed to sicking hands, |
|
A boy would soon become a man. |
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Now I, know why it is. |
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Now I, know why. |
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Now I, know why it is. |
