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I met you in the third grade
I didn’t know that you liked lemonade
I met you another year later
You wore a red sweater with an alligator
We chased the ice cream truck across the street
And I thought you seemed kind of neat
We held hands as we walked to the swings in the park.
You’re my girl
I’m your man
I don’t care if we live in a garbage can
I’m your man
You’re my gal
I’m so glad that we are pals.
You’re not fat
You don’t smell bad
You’re always smiling
Never sad
I bet you take a shower every day
Hey hey hey hey hey.