(Blossom Dearie / Norma Tanega)
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Dusty Springfield, that's a pretty name
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It even sounds like a game
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In a green field, hobby horses play the dusty game when it's May
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Pink and paisley skies shining in green eyes
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A magic pin wheel
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London flowers in her hair
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Dusty Springfield
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Silver starshine over crystal waters
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Petals fall from her glance
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Flowers sparkle
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With a dew of morning, feathers float from her dance
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Suddenly the song's the thing
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Fill your cup, come to the spring
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And you'll stand so still
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And you'll feel the thrill
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Dusty Springfield, that's a pretty name
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Pretty as a pearl
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What a pretty girl
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