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Peter Combe - Red Balloon lyrics
The story of the red balloon: She was play-aying Wi-ith her re-ed balloo-oon Tossing it u-u-up Into the air-air Throwing and kicking And blowing and punching And running and jumping And skipping and putting it Onto her head It was the be-est frie-iend She e-ever ha-ad She never see-eemed To ever get tired of Throwing and kicking And blowing and punching And running and jumping And skipping and putting it Onto her head But, balloo-oons ha-ave A very short li-ife She didn't do-oo Anything wro-ong But sa-ad my frie-iend I ha-ave to say-ay At twe-elve o'clo-ock On the very next day-ay Her balloon went [bang] |
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