[original version by Lulu]
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Those schoolgirl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone
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But in my mind I know they will still live on and on
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But how do you thank someone who has taken you from crayons to
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perfume?
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It isn't easy but I'll try
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If you wanted the sky I would write across the sky
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In letters that would soar a thousand feet high
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To Sir, With Love
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The time has come for closing books and long last looks must end
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And as I leave, I know that I am leaving my best friend
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A friend who taught me right from wrong and weak from strong
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That's a lot to learn - what can I give you in return?
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If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start
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But I would rather you let me give my heart
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To Sir, With Love
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Those awkward years have hurried by - why do they fly away?
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Why is it, sir, that children grow up to be people one day?
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What takes the place of climbing trees and dirty knees in the world
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outside?
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What is there for you I can buy?
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If you wanted the world I'd surround it with a wall
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I'd scrawl in words with letters ten feet tall
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To Sir, With Love
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To Sir, With Love
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10000 Maniacs |