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Just The One I was fishing in a bed of roses, when you came along. You asked if I had caught that many? I said "just the one". You laughed, and we got talking, talking for so long. Then asked if I would like a drink? I said "just the one". We went on to the local, and joined the merry throng. You asked if I would sing with you? I said "just the one". We left the pub, our spirits high, feelings fresh and young. You asked me for a goodnight kiss? and I said "just the one". Well that was twenty years ago, with you I do belong. You ask me if I love you still? "Yes you're still just the one". ~ Word Count Results ~ Just The One Full Counts: All Words: 124
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