原文歌词
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I spoke your name for many days
Pronouncing it in several ways
And moving letters all around
And substituting every sound
And when you heard the end result,
I told you it was not my fault,
If you were here more of the day,
It wouldn't twist around that way
Wouldn't twist around (wouldn't twist around) that way Whoo
