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My little third grade hand wrote I love you
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On a note of yellow paper
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And sent it to the front of the row to a little blonde-haired girl
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The blonde-haired girl just opened it and read it to herself
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I was so embarrassed when she turned around and said
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I'm already taken
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You spoke up too late
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I love somebody else
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So you'll just have to wait
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The years flew by so quickly
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And there we were in junior high
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I realized that I still loved her so
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So I called her up and told her exactly how I felt
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Then she said there's something that you really ought to know
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I'm already taken
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You spoke up too late
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I love somebody else
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So you'll just have to wait
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So wait I did and never changed my love for that little blonde-haired girl
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Whos' now the mother of our little blonde-haired boy
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Who's to our hearts so close
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I hate to think how fast he's growing up
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Last night I overheard them as she tucked him into bed
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He said, Mommy will you marry me
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And this is what she said
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I'm already taken
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You spoke up too late
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I love your daddy son
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So you'll just have to wait
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I'm already taken
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You spoke up too late
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I love your daddy son
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So you'll just have to wait
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I`m Already Taken
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| Steve Wariner |
