John 2:14 - Shivaree
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And it's hard to think When everything's red and pink It's hard to eat When everything's sweet
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I guess it's just the perfect time to send some roses And touch their noses And buy them things Because it's such a tender time for all the ladies With all those babies Wearing their wings
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Could you be mine And hot-stuff and maybe and foxy and fine ? Swallow your red-hots And order the fancy wine
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And if you please Just bring me some honey I'll send for the bees You throw your rice It feeds the mice
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You've gotta run They hate it when you're too quiet And it's always fun To close up until they buy it
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