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In her own sweet world,
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Populated by dolls and clowns and a prince
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and a big purple bear
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Lives my fav'rite girl,
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Unaware of the worried frowns that weary
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grown-ups all wear
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In the sun, she dances to silent music
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Songs that were spun of gold somewhere in
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her own little head
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One day all too soon,
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She'll grow up and she'll leave her dolls and
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her prince and her silly old bear
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When she goes they will cry, as they whisper
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good-bye
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They will miss her, I fear, but then, so will I
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Do do do do do do~~
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In the sun, she dances to silent music
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Songs that were spun of gold somewhere in
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her own little head
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One day all too soon,
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She'll grow up and she'll leave her dolls and
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her prince and her silly old bear
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When she goes they will cry, as they whisper
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good-bye
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They will miss her, I fear, but then, so will I
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They will miss her, I fear, but then, so will I
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Waltz For Debby
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| The real group |
