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My heart is taking lessons, learning how to sing |
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Every morning la la la la la la la la la la, poor thing |
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My heart is taking lessons, conscientiously |
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Every moment la la la la la la la la, it amazes me |
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And oh, how hard it labors to try and make the grade |
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It must annoy the neighbors, practicing upon a serenade |
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My heart is taking lessons, and I notice too |
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It began to la la la la la la la when I looked at you |
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My heart is taking lessons, learning how to sing |
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Every morning la la la la la la la la la la, poor thing |
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My heart is taking lessons, conscientiously |
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Every moment la la la la la la la la, it amazes me |
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And oh, how hard it labors to try and make the grade |
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It must annoy the neighbors, practicing upon a serenade |
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My heart's taking lessons, and I notice too |
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It began to la la la la la la la when I looked at you |
