| Oh, the flowers and their petals I need fresh air to help my mind settle You love him, you love him not You get hung up, you get caught Pick a petal of a flower This confusion makes your face sour He loves me, He loves me not The "He loves me petal" is surely sought The flower holds the anwser One, He loves me Two, He loves me not Three, He loves me Four, He loves me not Five, He loves me Six, He loves me not No petals left |
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