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Down with love |
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With flowers and rice and shoes |
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Down with love |
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The root of all midnight blues |
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Down with things |
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That give you that well-known pain |
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Take that moon |
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Wrap it in cellophane |
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Down with love |
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Let's liquidate all it's friends |
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Like moon, |
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JuneRoses and rainbow's ends |
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Down with songs |
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That mourn about night and day |
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Down with love |
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Take it away, away |
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Take it away, take it away |
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Give it back to the birds |
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And bees and the |
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VienneseDown with eyes |
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Romantic and stupid |
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Down with sighs, down with cupid |
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Brother let's stuff that dove |
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Down with love |
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Down with love |
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Liquidate all it's friends |
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Like moon, |
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JuneRoses and rainbow's ends |
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Down with songs |
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That mourn about night and day |
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You are the one |
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And I don't stand a chance with a ghost like you |
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Ah, the promised kiss of spring is here |
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What does my heart go dancin' overhead |
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On the ceiling near my bed? |
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We go nowBecause |
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I talk to the trees |
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But they don't listen to me |
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I tell them |
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You say either, |
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I say either |
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You say neither, |
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I say neither |
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Either, either |
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Neither, neither |
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Let's call the whole thing off! |
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Take it away, take it away |
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Give it back to the birds |
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And the bees and the |
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VienneseDown with eyes |
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Romantic and stupid |
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Down with sighs, down with cupid |
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Brother let's stuff that dove |
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Down, down, down |
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I go on 'round and 'round |
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I go in a spin |
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Hey, in the spin, |
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I'm inWhat is this thing |
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What is this thing called love? |
