Well my dear,
don't you let that fear crawl up any nearer,
-- whisperin' in your ear.
Listen to my voice,
and at that, rejoice.
for today we're free
-- a couple buzzin' bees.
(Will you come visit me?)
If you just wait then you'll see
(Will this be the last I hear?)
No, this won't be the last you hear
Whenever, if ever, you feel blue..
remember you'll never not be you.
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