Dear John thanks for your letter
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And if you must know i still wear your sweater
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And gee it's nice how you miss me so much
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But through it all I feel I've lost touch
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Got more confident out here on my own
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And one thing I'm starting a home
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* A lovelier man you'll never meet has come and swept me off of my feet
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Suits my interests in every way we'll be making babies someday
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It all happened with little ado
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In fact when i fell off a gnu
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A mysterious man dressed up in a sack
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Soothed my aches as he massaged by back
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Told me its difference between riding a horse
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Took me away for a meat pie and sauce
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* Repeat
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Before I knew it I was deep in romance
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He took my hand and we started to dance
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Led me off to his house in the mountains
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I fell asleep in his garden of fountains
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When I awoke amongst cushions and drapes
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He was smilingly eating some grapes
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Dear John
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| Aden |
