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"It's Clementine season, my peach, my little
You are gone, but now I like all my parts
It's funny how when we're whole, we feel hollow
It's funny, I like me best with a broken heart
So, when winter started to thaw
You may be tempted to come around
And it's likely to be too late
La la la... "
You are gone, but now I like all my parts
It's funny how when we're whole, we feel hollow
It's funny, I like me best with a broken heart
So, when winter started to thaw
You may be tempted to come around
And it's likely to be too late
La la la... "