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Some velvet mornin' when |
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I'm straight |
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I'm gonna open up your gate |
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And maybe tell you 'bout |
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Phaedra And how she gave me life |
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And how she made it end |
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Some velvet mornin' when |
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I'm straight |
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Flowers growing on a hill, dragonflies and daffodils |
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Learn from us very much, look at us but do not touch |
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Phaedra is my name |
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Some velvet mornin' when |
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I'm straight |
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I'm gonna open up your gate |
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And maybe tell you 'bout |
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Phaedra And how she gave me life |
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And how she made it end |
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Some velvet mornin' when |
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I'm straight |
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Flowers are the things we know, secrets are the things we grow |
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Learn from us very much, look at us but do not touch |
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Phaedra is my name |
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Some velvet mornin' when |
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I'm straight |
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Flowers growing on a hill |
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I'm gonna open up your gate dragonflies and daffodils |
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And maybe tell you 'bout |
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Phaedra Learn from us very much |
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And how she gave me life look at us but do not touch |
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And how she made it end |
