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Babe, we are well met
As in a spell met
I lift my helmet
Sandy, you're just dandy
For just this here lad

You're such a fistful
My eyes are mist-full
Are you too wistful to care
Do say you care to say, "Come here, lad"

You are so graceful
Have you wings?
You have a face full of nice things
You have no speaking voice, dear
With ev'ry word, it sings

Thou swell, thou witty
Thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me, pretty?
Wouldst hold my hand?

Both thine eyes are cute too
What they do to me!
Hear me holler:
I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee!

I'd feel so rich
In a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen
I'm sure will do

Give me just a plot of,
Not a lot of land.
And thou swell,
Thou witty, thou grand

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Thou swell, thou witty
Thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me, pretty?
Wouldst hold my hand?

Both thine eyes are cute too
What they do to me!
Hear me holler:
I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee!

I'd feel so rich
In a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen
I'm sure will do

Give me just a plot of,
Not a lot of land.
And ...[ scat ]...
Thou grand !

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