الكلمات الأصلية
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In this tale
The girl run
In this fable
Little boy and your mom
Alice never forget of hear that sound
And john accept your history
Is more long, long
Long
Three pigs in the home sweet home
And one blonde hair down until floor
Wolf never waited for a formal invitation
And rapunzel cannot wait to comb your child
When she's born, born
Born
He was tired of be alone
Peter can smell the air of outone
C'mon wendy he said
When the windows close
And shine your eyes when this chapter
Is over, over
Over
