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Lyrics for 'I Could Write A Book' by 'Ella Fitzgerald'
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I Never Learned To Spell,
At Least Not Well.
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I Never Learned To Count,
A Great Amount.
But My Busy Mind Is Burning To Use What Learning I've Got,
I Won't Waste Any Time,
I'll Strike While The Iron Is Hot.
If They Asked Me, I Could Write A Book
About The Way You Walk, And Whisper, And Look.
I Could Write A Preface
On How We Met
So The World Would Never Forget.
And The Simple Secret Of The Plot
Is Just To Tell Them That I Love You A Lot.
And The World Discovers
As My Book Ends,
How To Make Two Lovers
Of Friends.
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And The Simple Secret Of The Plot
Is Just To Tell Them That I Love You A Lot.
And The World Discovers
As My Book Ends,
How To Make Two Lovers
Of Friends.
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