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    Emily, oh Emily, you've cut your hair.
    But I'd never care,
    As long as you're still here.

    Oh Emily, oh Emily, I get jealous.
    We're not holding hands,
    Kissing behind the stand,
    'Cause I need romance.

    If I ever recognize your face,
    I know I'd cry.

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    Emily, oh Emily, I don't realize,
    I made you cry,
    'Cause I know I'd surely die.

    Oh Emily, oh Emily, you've gone away.
    But maybe, maybe, I'll see you someday.

    Emily...
    Oh Emily.. (x3)

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    Composition: Nick Harte

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