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Heaven above Please hear my plea For the girl I love To be next to me Heaven above Hard as I try I can't win her love Please tell me why Heaven above Is there a way This girl I love Be mine some day Heaven above Hear my cries If I can't have this girl I would rather die Been dreaming of her All my life Searching for a way To make her my wife If in heaven and earth She's not for me, Then hell is where I would rather be
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