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So take it away Stevie...
You know it doesn’t make much sense
There ought to be a law against
Anyone who takes offense
At a day in your celebration
'cause we all know in our minds
That there ought to be a time
That we can set aside
To show just how much we love you
And I’m sure you would agree
It couldn’t fit more perfectly
Than to have a world party on the day you came to be
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday...
Yeah alright Stevie. We get the message.
My girlfriend bought me a record player! Off to a good start... |
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