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Flowers, I sent, were found dead on their arrival The words, I said, inserted foot in my mouthful So when, we dance, My lead it ain't so graceful (Isn't so, not ain't so) I'M A HAPLESS ROMANTIC ST-T-TUTTERING P-POET JUST CALL ME A TRAGIC COMIC CAUSE I'M, IN, IN LOVE WITH YOU And when, we dine, I forget to push in your seat I wear, the wine, spilling hearts all over my sleeve A stitch, in time, proposing down on my knees (Splitting between the seams) I'M A HAPLESS ROMANTIC ST-T-TUTTERING P-POET JUST CALL ME A TRAGIC COMIC CAUSE I'M, IN, IN LOVE WITH YOU Letras de cancionesNobody, can know the, trouble I've, seen Nobody, can know the, trouble I, get into, when I'm with you From Letras Mania