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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeCondition Of The Heart
There was a girl in ParisWhom he sent a letter 2Hoping she would answer backNow wasn't that a foolHardy notion on the part of aSometimes lonely musicianActing out a whim is only good4 a condition of the heartThere was a dame from LondonWho insisted that he love herThen left him 4 a real princeFrom Arabia, now isn't thatA shame that sometimes moneyBuys U everything and nothingLove, it only seems 2 buy aTerminal condition of the heartThinking about U driving me crazyMy friends all say it's just a phase, but ooh-oohEvery day is a yellow dayI'm blinded by the daisies in your yardThere was a woman from the ghettoWho made funny faces just likeClara Bow, how was I 2 knowThat she would wear the sameCologne as U and giggle the sameGiggle that U do?Whenever I would act a fool, the foolWith a condition of the heartThinking about U driving me crazyMy friends all say it's just a phase, but ooh-oohEvery single day is a yellow dayI'm blinded by the daisies in your yardThere was a girl (There was a girl in Paris)whom he sent a letter to... (Whom he sent a letter 2)(Hoping she would answer back)She never answered back and now (wasn't that a foolhardy)He's got a condition of the heart. (notion ...)
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