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If I were as high as the clouds in the sky I'd look down to you and go ("raspberry") And if I were as low as a cold flake of snow I'd look up to you and go ("raspberry") Chorus: I don't like you, 'cause you hurt me And you know those things you said weren't very nice I don't like you, now my heart‘s broken And I guess I'd hafta be a fool to lettcha do that twice (Numerous other verses written by friends.) |