those schoolgirl days
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of telling tales
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and biting nails are gone
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but in my mind
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I know that
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we still live on and on
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but how do you thank someone
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who has taken you
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from crayons to perfume
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it isn't easy but I'll try
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if you wanted the sky
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I would write across the sky
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in letters
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that would soar
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a thousand feet high
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to sir with love
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the time has come
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for closing books
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and long last looks must end
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and as I leave
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I know that
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I am leaving my best friend
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a friend who taught me
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right from wrong
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and weak from strong
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that's a lot to learn
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what what can I give you
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in return
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if you wanted the moon
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I would try to make a start
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but I would rather
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you let me give my heart
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to sir with love
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To Sir With Love (¾ðÁ¦³ª ¸¶À½Àº žç)
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| Various Artists |