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Full moon, when love is in flower,
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You're bursting with pride filled with power;
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Full moon, when kisses are tender,
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Don't think it's because of your splendor,
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Full moon, I know what romance is,
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Enough of your sly, knowing glances;
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Long after stars close their sleepy eyes,
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and the glow from a full moon dies,
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My heart will still be full of love
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Full Moon
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| Jimmy Dorsey Orchestra |
