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There ought to be a moon light saving time |
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So I could love that man of mine |
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Till the birdies wake and chime good morning |
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There ought to be a lie-in-clover time |
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To keep that moon out over time |
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To keep each lover's Lane in rhyme |
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Till dawning |
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You'd better hurry up... get busy today |
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You'd better croon a tune |
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To the man in the moon |
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And here's what I'd say |
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There ought to be a moon light saving time |
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So I could love that man of mine |
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Till the birdies wake and chime good morning |
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There ought to be a lie-in-clover time |
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To keep that moon out over time |
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To keep each lover's Lane in rhyme |
|
Till dawning |
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You'd better hurry up... get busy today |
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You'd better croon a tune |
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To the man in the moon |
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And here's what I'd say |
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There ought to be a moon light saving time |
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So I could love that man of mine |
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Till the birdies wake and chime good morning |
|
There ought to be a lie-in-clover time |
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To keep that moon out over time |
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To keep each lover's Lane in rhyme |
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Till dawning |
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There ought to be a moon light saving time |
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So I could say good morning |
