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| 'I like boys.' 'Boys like me.' 'We'll see.' | |
| 'Don't sigh and gaze at me. Your sighs are so like mine.' | |
| 'I'm kinda pretty and pretty damn smart. I like romantic things like music an art.' | |
| 'I should hate you! There I was, the world in my hands. Can one kiss, kiss away everything I planned?' | |
| 'You must admit we aren't what people call 'laid back'. So can't we muse a bit and lose the basic black?' | |
| 'He has a thousand dreams that won't come true. You know that he believes in them and that's enough for you.' | |
| 'Looking back, I could have played it differently. Won a few more moments, who can tell.' | |
| 'From death, she casts her spell. All night we hear her cries. And now, a girl has come who has her eyes.' | |
| 'He took a flower in its prime. And then he used it and he abused it. It was murder, but not a crime.' | |
| 'You ask her where she's going, She giggles like a fool. She barely sticks a toe in down at the tidal pool.' | |
| 'The swallow brings a song too hard to follow, that no one else can sing.' | |
| 'True love can be whispered from heart to heart when loveres are parted, they say. But I must depend on a wish and a star as long as my heart doesn't know who you are.' | |
| 'So, never kick a dog because it's just a pup.We'll fight like 20 armies and we won't give up. So you'd better run for cover when the pup grows up!' | |
| 'It's really, uh, sharp! Don't ya think? You know, black is this year's pink!' | |
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| 'Common sense may tell you that the ending will be sad, and now's the time to break an run away.' | |
| 'And Mama's afraid of crying. You know, she tries to hold it in, but she's afraid of crying .' | |
| 'So, gentlemen, deal me out. Do not try to feel me out. I got no more evenings free.' | |
| 'My eyes are too small. I have very large feet. And I'm not very proud of my pitiful tweet.' | |
| 'Gone, love is never gone. As we travel on, love's what we'll remember.' | |
| 'Lots of chocolate for me to eat. Lots of coal, making lots of heat. Warm face, warm hands, warm feet.' | |
| 'I wish I could fly. And magically appear and disappear. I wish I could fly. I'd fly far away from here.' | |
| 'And even when we die, we'll look down from up above, remembering the night that we two fell in love. We both will shed a tear and we'll whisper as we're reminiscing.' | |
| 'Maybe I shamed him. Who could have blamed him if he thought me second-class? Went in search of chrome and brass.' | |
| 'So, don't ask where I'm going; just listen when I'm gone. And far away you'll hear me singing softly to the dawn.' | |
| 'Everybody loves a winner, so nobody loved me. Lady Peaceful, Lady happy, that's who I longed to be.' | |
| 'Half a brassiere, half a suspender. Half real and half fluff, You'll find it tough guessing our gender.' | |
| 'Make of our vows one last vow. Only death will part us now.' | |
| 'Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you. Myrrh for your hot forehead.' | |
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| 'We all take the bow, including the cow, though business is lousy and slow.' | |
| 'Who'd believe a diva, happy to relieve a chorus girl who's gone and slept with the patron?' | |
| 'Mother said not to stray. Still I suppose, a small delay...Granny might like a fresh bouquet.' | |
| 'How can you remain, staring at the rain, maddened by the stars?' | |
| 'I flip when a fellow sends me flowers. I drool over dresses made of lace. I talk on the telephone for hours with a pound and a half of cream upon my face!' | |
| 'Every street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning. The street lamp dies, another night is over. Another day is dawning.' | |
| 'Don't tell me not to fly, I've simply got to. If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you.' | |
| 'Totally unprepared am I to face a world of men. Timid and shy and scared am I for things beyond my ken.' | |
| 'I'm the strongest, soundest, stoical, daringest man, who's most heroical.' | |
| 'Now all I want to know is how to go. I've tasted blood and I want more. I'll put up no resistance, I want to stay the distance. I've got an itch to scratch, I need assistance.' | |
| 'A ceremony with a bishop who will tie the knot and say 'Do you agree to love and honour?', Love and honour, yes, but not obey.' | |
| 'With happiness all around, it’s peaches and cream. And every dream comes true. But not for you.' | |
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