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In your little pink house with the blue polka-dots I learned what I was and what I was not, Supposed to be Supposed to be Supposed to be Supposed to be Bleeding heart, lily-of-the-valley Snapdragon, rambling rose You'll never make it in this world If you're not one of those In your little pink house, with the blue polka-dots I learned what I was and what I was not Supposed to be Supposed to be Supposed to be Supposed to be Diadem, orange sensation Diorama, bell canto, Baby-Lune, and princess too, But you were the one I chose In your little pink house, with the blue polka-dots I learned what I was and what I was not Supposed to be Supposed to be Supposed to be Supposed to be
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