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Are you my love Are you my dear Of my love you did not want to hear Armed with your cold shoulder as a spear Even as i whisper sweet nothings in your ear I knew it then as I know it now I could have just as wellhav professed my love to a plow!
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Feb 2, 2010
Feb 2, 2010 at 10:43 AM UTC
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Are you my love Are you my dear Of my love you did not want to hear Armed with your cold shoulder as a spear Even as i whisper sweet nothings in your ear I knew it then as I know it now I could have just as wellhav professed my love to a plow!
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Feb 2, 2010
Feb 2, 2010 at 10:43 AM UTC
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