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50 lines
917 B
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kinky guy
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Man curly,
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Handsome and dashing,
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What have you left us?
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Next we go,
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Sight is not reducible
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With brown eyes and wicked!
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Well, wait a minute, wait a minute,
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The young lad.
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After all, in you we are not tea soul!
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You're shooting with one of us
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Take a walk though denok.
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What we are not good ?!
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- Oh, dear,
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Lyuba's family,
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Eh I'll go out and sing ?!
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In the dark of the night
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The clear eyes
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Kindly if I could look?
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If my heart
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According maiden longs,
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A maiden does not love me.
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If there is a past,
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I was not looking,
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Proud my love ?!
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Sing, play,
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Tell her:
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However, I want to be with her.
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What am I in the spring
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early sometimes
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The army going to serve.
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- So farewell, dear
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Our young fighter!
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Take care of you homes.
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And I come home,
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And will dance with you
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Proud of your love.
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- So farewell, dear
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Our young fighter!
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Take care of you homes.
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- And I'll be back home,
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And will dance with me
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Proud my love!
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