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Some folks were meant to live in clover |
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But they are such a chosen few, chosen few |
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And clover being green |
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Is something i've never seen |
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Cause i was born to be blue |
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When there's a yellow moon above me |
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They say there's moonbeams i should view, i should view |
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But moonbeams being gold |
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Are something i can't behold |
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Cause i was born to be blue |
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When i met you |
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The world was bright and sunny |
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When you left the curtain fell |
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I'd like to laugh |
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But nothing strikes me funny |
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Now my world's a faded pastel, oh well |
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I guess i'm luckier than some folks |
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Woo woo woo |
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I've known the thrill of lovin' you, lovin' you |
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And that alone is more than i was created for |
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Cause i was born to be blue |
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When i met you |
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The world was bright and sunny |
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When you left the curtain fell |
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I'd like to laugh |
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But nothing strikes me funny |
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Now my world's a faded pastel, oh well |
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I guess i'm luckier than some folks |
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I've known the thrill of lovin' you, lovin' you |
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And that alone is more than i was created for |
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Cause i was born to be blue |
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Woo woo |
