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Roses are Red

 
Roses of red fall on my head He smiled then turned away Roses of red grow in my heart They bloom when he passes me by

'Cause he he makes me happy And he he makes me fly Oh oh oh, oh oh oh I bloom when he passes me by

If you want paradise Then look at my eyes I'm as clear as the sky when i'ts blue If you want paradise Then look at me twice Cause I'm not a normal red rose

And he he makes me crazy And he he makes me fly Oh oh oh, oh oh oh I bloom when he passes me by Oh oh oh, oh oh oh I bloom when he passes me by

I know that he doesn't know me He's just too different, no no I know he knows and he knows I know We're just too different, no no

Roses of red fall on my head He smiled then turned away Roses of red fall in my heart They bloom when he passes me by Oh oh oh... I bloom when he passes me by... Oh oh oh... Smiled and turned away
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The rose is a rose

 
The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But now the theory goes
That the apple's a rose,
And the pear is, and so's
The plum, I suppose.
The dear only knows
What will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose--
But were always a rose.
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