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(back-up) [connie haines] |
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My first edition is written for you, |
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It isn't fiction, the story is true, |
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And my heart is stirred by each little word |
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Telling how sweet you are. |
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My first edition has pages of dreams, |
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My great ambition for you is the theme, |
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And each little phrase expresses some praise, |
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Telling how sweet you are. |
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I wrote a preface about your profile, |
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And i wrote a chapter 'bout your kiss. |
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I'm elated to dedicate it to the one inspiring me in this. |
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My first edition is never to end, |
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With each rendition, i'll write it again |
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I cherish each part with all of my heart, |
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Darling, how sweet you are. |
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(he always thought he'd like to write a book or two), |
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(but never had a reason till he looked at you), |
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(now every night he beams delight, and writes triple triple triple triple,) |
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(truth and fiction were the same to him until he metcha) |
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(and got inspiration, now it's romance,) |
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(come on, connie, here's your chance to free lance) |
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[here i am, and while i'm here, love, say ] |
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[this first edition was written for me,] |
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[it isn't fiction, it's easy to see,] |
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[and my heart is stirred by each little word ] |
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(and why not, when they're saying how sweet you are.) |
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[my first edition has pages of dreams,] |
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[my great ambition for love is the theme,] |
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[and each little phrase expresses some praise,] |
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(and it should, as sweet you are.) |
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I wrote a preface about your profile, |
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And i wrote a chapter 'bout your kiss. |
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I'm elated to dedicate it to the one inspiring me in this. |
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My first edition is never to end |
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With each rendition, i'll write it again. |
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I cherish each part with all of my heart, |
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How sweet you are. |