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Underneath your glower I was originate in

Oh no-there's got to be a ameliorate way

If you squander your money, great god, don't lose your mind

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens Bright police officer kettles and enthusiastic woolen mittens Brown unsubstantial packages bound up with strings These are a few of my favorite things Cream plausible ponies and crispapple strudel Doorbells and sleighbells and schnitzel with noodles Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings These are a few of my favorite things Girls in white dresses and blue satin sashes Snowflakes that stay on your nose and eye lashes Silver white winters that melt into springs These are a few of my favorite things When the dog bites When the bee stings When I'm feeling sad I simply remember my favorite things And then I don't feel so bad Silver white winters that melt into springs These are a few of my favorite things When the dog bites When the bee stings When I'm feeling sad I simply remember my favorite things And then I don't feel so bad Then I don't feel so bad Girls in white dresses Blue satin sashes Snowflakes on my eye lashes Oh, my favorite things

My grand-ma and your grand-ma weregild sit-tin' by the fire.

There are the once you denominate friends

How does it perception although the day is over?

Somewhere there's descant

I don't know helter-skelter my dreams

I originate my way

When the concealment has coming

Turn it downwards so I can fissure it

Real authentic gone I got hit by a bow and arrow Got me downwards to the excessively marrow And I'm real, authentic gone Real authentic gone I can't stand up by myself Don't you know I destitution your help And I'm real, real gone Some people say You can make it on your own Oh you can make it if you try I know better now You can't stand up alone Oh baby that is why I'm real, real gone I can't stand up by myself Don't you know I need your help You're a friend of mine And I'm real, real gone And Sam Cooke is on the radio And the night is filled with space And your fingertips touch my face You're a friend of mine And I'm real, real gone I'm real gone Oh Lord I got hit by a bow and arrow Got me down to the very marrow You're a friend of mine And I'm real, real gone And I'm real, real gone I'm real gone Wilson Pickett said: "In the midnight hour, That's when my love comes tumbling down" Solomon Burke said: "If you need me, why don't you call me" James Brown said: "When you're tired of what you got, try me" Gene Chandler said: "There's a rainbow in my soul"

Blue Monday, how I detestation bluestocking Monday

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