What was it you said about luck
Forfeit rights and ploughs to pluck
From twenty-one miles of view
And things such not of being true.
She likes it to talk to you.
You don't mind letting yourself through
What was it you said about luck
Forfeit rights and ploughs to pluck
From twenty-one miles of view
And things such not of being true.
She likes it to talk to you.
You don't mind letting yourself through
You don't mind letting yourself through
You don't mind letting yourself through
You don't mind letting yourself through
You don't mind letting yourself through
You don't mind letting yourself through
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