[ Papa−For Me You Build Balcony ] |
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, |
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, |
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Papa, you do the best for me |
For me you build balcony |
Maybe a lover I will get |
Like Lomeo and Juliet |
She throwsa, a rosa; and then he knows her pop |
and mamma is sleepin' up to her balcony |
he creep, and sweep her off her feet and whisper |
you I like my sweet; and then he kiss her tenderly |
Papa, papa that's for me |
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, |
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, * |
Hey papa, papa, hey what's the matter |
I'm a give you hand come round and hold the ladder |
Hey papa, papa, please make it snappy; and very nice |
and make your daughter very happy |
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