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Out of the tree of life |
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I just picked me a plum |
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You came along and everything started to hum |
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Still it's a real good, bet the best is yet to come |
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The best is yet to come and, babe, won't it be fine? |
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You think you've seen the sun but you ain't seen it shine |
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Wait till the warm-up's underway, wait till our lips have met |
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Wait till you see that sunshine day, you ain't seen nothin' yet |
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The best is yet to come and, babe, won't it be fine? |
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The best is yet to come, come the day you're mine |
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Come the day you're mine, |
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I'm gonna teach you to fly |
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We've only tasted the wine, we're gonna drain the cup dry |
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Wait till your charms are right for these arms to surround |
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You think you've flown before but you ain't left the ground |
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Wait till you're locked in my embrace, wait till |
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I draw you near |
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Wait till you see that sunshine place, ain't nothin' like it here |
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The best is yet to come and, babe, won't it be fine |
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The best is yet to come, come the day you're mine |
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Out of the tree of life |
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I just picked me a plum |
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You came along and everything started to hum |
