That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my Dear,
Till a'the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o'life shall run.
And fare thee weel my only Luve!
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!

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Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up..."
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I love pickle, you love pickle! we love pickle hey! hey! hey!
...You best be believin' or I'll kill you dead!
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Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up..."
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Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up..."
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The universe gives us thought. Earth gives us form. Brought together, we have LIFE.
:: POTENTIAL GROWS ::
Music page: [link]
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Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up..."
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The universe gives us thought. Earth gives us form. Brought together, we have LIFE.
:: POTENTIAL GROWS ::
Music page: [link]
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