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I never learned to spell, at least not well
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One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
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I never learned to count a great amount
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But my busy mind is burning to use what learning
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I got, I won waste any time, I strike while the iron is hot
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If they asked me, I could write a book
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About the way you walk and whisper and look
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I could write a preface on how we met
C F#dim G Eb7 Am7 D7 G Dm7 G7
So the world would never forget
C G7 C
And the simple secret of the plot
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Is just to tell them that I love you a lot
F G7 C Ab7 Dm7 G7 Cm7 C7 F
Then the world discovers as my book ends
Dm C G7 Dm7 G7 C
How to make two lovers of friends
C G7 C
If they asked me, I could write a book
G7 C G7 C C#dim Dm7 G7
About the way you walk and whisper and look
F G7 C Ab7 Dm7 G7 C F#dim G
I could write a preface on how we met
C F#dim G Eb7 Am7 D7 G Dm7 G7
So the world would never forget
C G7 C
And the simple secret of the plot
G7 C G7 C C#dim Dm7 G7
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot
F G7 C Ab7 Dm7 G7 Cm7 C7 F
Then the world discovers as my book ends
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How to make two lovers of friends