The wilted flowers that I gave
Were not as nice as your bouquet
All the lyrics that I wrote
Not as smart as the words you spoke
The starlight above my hometown
Ain't as bright as the star I've found
Every drawing that I drew
Was never ever as cute as you
Serious as a heart attack
I'm looking in my almanac
I gotta find out all the things
And find out where she
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