Every Tuesday and every
other Friday or so,
He says meet me
in the garden girl
Just say the word and
I'll be there (be there)
I'll fly like a bird
We can travel through the
air
I only hurt you cause I love you
Meet me alone in the garden
Excuse me I beg your pardon,
I'm young but I can do things
I'll fly away with my wings
-Dent may & his magnificent Ukelele-
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