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I wonder who wrote the book of love?
I wonder why she ran away, my little runaway...my run run run run runaway...
I wonder, I wonder
I wonder why each little bird has a someone
To sing to, sweet things to
A gay little lark melody?
I wonder, I wonder
I wonder if my heart keeps singing
Will my song go winging
To someone, who'll find me
And bring back a love song to me?
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