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I don't want a mountain of diamonds |
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And a valley of gold wouldn't do |
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But if you want to make me happy |
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Just make me a present of you |
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I don't need a desert of rubies |
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Or an ocean of pearls to swim through |
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But if you wanna make me happy |
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Just make me a present of you |
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What good is a girl with a million? |
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What good if the world calls you Queen? |
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If you don't have someone to love you |
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Then you really don't have anything |
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So I'll take your arms for my palace |
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And the sky for my room with a view |
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I know that I'll make you happy, yes |
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If you make me a present of you |
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What good is a gal with a million? |
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What good if the world calls you Queen? |
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If you don't have a man to love you |
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Then you really don't have a doggone thing |
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So I'll take my arms for your palace |
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And the sky for my room with a view |
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I know we'll both be very happy |
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If you'll box yourself up |
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Tie it with a pretty ribbon |
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And make me, Lord, make me a present of you |
