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Blue moon, you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in
Since I'm always making resolutions
Seems every night for me is
Guess, there's no use in hangin' 'round
Guess, I'll get dressed
The French are glad to die for love
They delight in
Fly me to the moon
on Jupiter and Mars
and let me
Oh, hello Dolly, well, hello Dolly
It's so nice to have
I left my heart in San Francisco, high on a
Let there be you
Let there be me
Let there be oysters
Under
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I
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The sky may be starless, the night may be moonless
But
Mad about the boy, it's pretty funny
But I'm mad about
The more I see you, the more I want you
Somehow
1, 2, 2, too bee doo
The leaves of brown came
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