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something
Wouldn't it be something, if a girl cared enough
To mend my broken heart, if she really loved
That blue eyed man, he tells his friends
Oh I have the best gal, she came from a town
Wouldn't it be something, if she drove for miles
It would be something, just to come to my house
And we can talk, and go for a long walk
Oh o have the best gal, she came from a town
Someone who wouldn't mind making me smile
The way I always try
Maybe I'm a dreamer but I wouldn't mind
Wouldn't it be something
wouldn't it be something, she was to shed a tear
for my somber soul crying alone in fear
I would whisper warm, no longer am I sick
Oh I have the best gal, she came from a town
Wouldn't it be something, if she wasn't a dream
you see the world is a lie full of schemes
I'm tired of searching and my compass is out
Oh I have the best gal, she came from a town
To mend my broken heart, if she really loved
That blue eyed man, he tells his friends
Oh I have the best gal, she came from a town
Wouldn't it be something, if she drove for miles
It would be something, just to come to my house
And we can talk, and go for a long walk
Oh o have the best gal, she came from a town
Someone who wouldn't mind making me smile
The way I always try
Maybe I'm a dreamer but I wouldn't mind
Wouldn't it be something
wouldn't it be something, she was to shed a tear
for my somber soul crying alone in fear
I would whisper warm, no longer am I sick
Oh I have the best gal, she came from a town
Wouldn't it be something, if she wasn't a dream
you see the world is a lie full of schemes
I'm tired of searching and my compass is out
Oh I have the best gal, she came from a town
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