Dave Land wrote:
> Some people suffer for their art. Other people leave the suffering 
> to
> others:
>
> Clair, the moment I met you I swear
> I felt as if something somewhere
> Had happened to me
> Which I couldn't see
>
> And then
> The moment I met you again
> I knew in my heart we were friends
> It had to be so
> It couldn't be no
>
> But try as hard as I might do I don't know why
> You get to me in a way I can't describe
> Words mean so little when you look up and smile
> I don't care what people say,
> To me you're more than a child
> Oh! Clair, Clair
>
> Clair, if ever a moment so rare
> Was captured for all to compare
> That moment is you
> It's all that you do
>
> But why in spite of our age difference do I cry
> Each time I leave you I feel I could die
> Nothing means more to me than hearing you say
> I'm going to marry you
> Will you marry me Uncle Ray?
> Oh! Clair, Clair
>
> Clair, I've told you before
> Don't you dare
> Get back into bed
> Can't you see that it's late
> No you can't have a drink
> Oh! all right then but wait just a bit
> While I, in an effort to baby sit,
> Catch of my breath what there is left of it.
> You can be murder at this hour of the day
> But in the morning this hour
> Will seem a lifetime away
> Oh! Clair, Clair
>

Wishin’ and hopin’ and thinkin’ and prayin’
Plannin’ and dreamin’ each night of his charms
That won’t get you into his arms
So if you’re lookin’ to find love you can share
All you gotta do is hold him and kiss him and love him
And show him that you care

Show him that you care just for him
Do the things he likes to do
Wear your hair just for him, ’cause
You won’t get him
Thinkin’ and a-prayin’, wishin’ and a-hopin’

’cause wishin’ and hopin’ and thinkin’ and prayin’
Plannin’ and dreamin’ his kisses will start
That won’t get you into his heart
So if you’re thinkin’ of how great true love is

All you gotta do is hold him and kiss him and squeeze him and love him
Yeah, just do it
And after you do, you will be his

You gotta show him that you care just for him
Do the things he likes to do
Wear your hair just for him, ’cause
You won’t get him
Thinkin’ and a-prayin’, wishin’ and a-hopin’

’cause wishin’ and hopin’ and thinkin’ and prayin’
Plannin’ and dreamin’ his kisses will start
That won’t get you into his heart
So if you’re thinkin’ of how great true love is

All you gotta do is hold him and kiss him and squeeze him and love him
Yeah, just do it
And after you do, you will be his
You will be his
You will be his


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