To Sir With Love - Lulu Those school girl days of Telling tales and biting nails Are gone But in my mind
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If you wanted the sky I would write Across the sky in letters That would soar a thousand feet high To sir, with love
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The time has come For closing books And long last looks must end And as I leave And as I leave I know that I am leaving My best friend A friend who taught me Right from wrong And weak from strong That's a lot to learn What what can I give you In return
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If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start But I would rather You let me give my heart To sir, with love
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