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When I wake up in the morning an I stay in bed
All that I see in front of my eyes is red. You are staying forever in my head. I always remember all the things you said And that the dog is the one I should have fed. Your face is the thing I want to see All you need is to be sting by a bee That'll wake you up and tell you that you're free I'm going to ask you out for a cup of tea Every day I pray that you will agree. You're going to travel on a ship. There's a drop of blood on your lip. I am so sure that you're going to slip Exactly after you'll equip 'Cause you don't attend the balance classes. You skip. It is love that I see in your eyes. They're exactly like two blue skies. Yeah! I feel it in your heart. I'm wise. I fed you. but the dog wants to eat. He tries. I love you. It is now my turn to rise. Goodbye.
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