| «here she is, direct from the convent, miss dixie leonard.»
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| I was alone on a shelf
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| In a world by myself.
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| Oh, where could my prince charming be?
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| But a man came along,
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| Made my life like a song,
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| And taught me these words of ecstasy,
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| Tenderly.
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| I want some huggin and some squeezin
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| And some muggin and some teasin
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| And some stuff like that there.
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| I want some pettin and some spoonin
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| And some happy honeymoonin
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| And some stuff like that there.
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| I used to think that love
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| Was just a lot o rubbish;
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| A mess o cabbage, a mess o cabbage.
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| But now my attitude
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| Is wholly lovey dovish,
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| And baby, you, youve done it!
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| I want some kissin and some hopin
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| And some missin and some mopin
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| And some stuff like that there.
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| I want some leapin and some chasin
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| And some weepin and some pacin
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| And some stuff like that there.
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| And when I get a certain feelin I confess it.
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| Theres really only one expression to express it.
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| I want some huggin and some squeezin
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| And some muggin and some teasin
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| And some leapin and some chasin
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| And some weepin and some pacin
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| And some stuff,
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| I want some stuff like that there.
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| I used to think romance was bunk,
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| A double mickey for the ickey.
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| But all at once my heart was sunk,
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| And baby, you, youve done it!
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| I want some kissin and some hopin
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| And some missin and some mopin
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| And some stuff like that there.
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| I want some leapina nd some chasin
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| And some weepin and some pacin
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| And some stuff like that there.
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| And when I get a certain feelin I confess it.
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| Theres really only one expression to express it.
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| I want some huggin, squeezin,
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| Muggin, teasin and some stuff,
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| Stuff like that there!
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| Oooooooooh! |