| I will stroll the merry way and jump the hedges first
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| And I will drink the clear clean water, just to quench my thirst
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| And I will watch the fairy birds and then get high
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| On a blue ocean against tomorrow sky
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| And I will walk and talk in gardens on way with rain
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| And I will never ever grow so old again
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| Hu-oh, ohh, ohh-oo sweet thing, my sweet thing
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| Hu-ohh, ooo, my sweet sweet thing
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| And I will drive my chariot down your streets and cry
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| Hey, it’s me I’m dynamite and I don’t know why
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| You should take me strongly in your arms again, again, again, again and I will
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| not remember that I even felt the pain
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| And I will walk and talk in gardens of misty and wet with rain
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| And I will never ever, never ever never ever, never ever grow so old again
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| Oohh-oh, oh sweet thing, sweet thing
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| Hu-ohh, my, my, my, my, my sweet thing
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| Mmm-dah, do-do, do-oo, di-mmm, do-doo, dah-mmm, do-ooo
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| Fah-fah, fa-oo, fe-ah, fo-la-de-doo, do-do, oh-la-oo, oo-do, oo-do-do
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| Bah-da, de, fe-fe-oo-do, bah-ah, do-oo-mm
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| My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my-oh, sweet thingggg
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| Ha-oh, my sweet sweet thing
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| Ha-oh, oo-do, my, my, my, my sweet thing
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| Ha-oh, oo-oo, my sweet thing |