While we're talking about gay tunes... who can name the artist?
It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside.
Don't have much money, but if I did, I'd buy a big house where we both could live.
If I was a sculptor, but then again, who knows, or a man who makes potions in the traveling shore, though it's not much, it's the best I can do.
My gift is my song and this one's to you.
And you can tell everybody, this is your song. It may be quite, but now that it's done, I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind, that I can't put down in words how life is while you're in the world.
I sat on the roof, and kicked off the moths with a few of the verses why they got me quite cross, while the sun's been quite kind, while I wrote this song, it's for people like you that keep it turned on.
So excuse me, again, but these things I do, you see I've forgotten are they green or are they blue? Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean, those are the sweetest skies I've ever seen. And you can tell everybody, this is the song. It may be quite simple, but now that it's done, I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind, that I can't put down in words how wonderful life is while you're in the world.
I hope you don't mind. I hope you don't that I can't put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the world.
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