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Fanny
Say it's only a paper moon, sailing over a cardboard see
But it wouldn't be make belief if you belief in me
I like him i know he's phoney
But when they packages it nice and market it right
I buy beloney
Yes i like him though i can see that he's the type
I'd better get busy and do unto to first
Before i find he's done unto me
He's mostly made of chutzpah
A fake a con a lie
Could be i like him cause
So am i
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