No summer's high
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No warm July
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No harvest moon to light one tender August night
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No autumn breeze
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No falling leaves
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Not even time for birds to fly to southern skies
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No Libra sun
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No Halloween
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No giving thanks to all the Christmas joy you bring
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But what it is, though old so new
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To fill your heart like no three words could ever do
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I just called to say I love you
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I just called to say how much I care, I do
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I just called to say I love you
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And I mean it from the bottom of my heart
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I just called to say I love you
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I just called to say how much I care, I do
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I just called to say I love you
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And I mean it from the bottom of my heart, of my heart, of my heart
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I just called to say I love you
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I just called to say how much I care, I do
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I just called to say I love you
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And I mean it from the bottom of my heart, of my heart, baby of my heart
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I Just Called To Say I Love You
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