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Go away, little girl, go away, little girl; I’m not supposed to be alone with you. I know that your lips are sweet, But our lips must never meet. I belong to someone else and I must be true.
Oh, go away, little girl, go away, little girl; It’s hurting me more each moment that you delay. When you are near me like this, You’re much too hard to resist. So, go away, little girl, before I beg you to stay.
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