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I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me
Cross my heart, won't tell no other
And though I can't recall your face
I still got love for you
Pack your dolls and a sweater
We'll move to India forever
Passed down like folk songs
Our love lasts so long
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠛⠉⠉⡉⠀⠀⠀⣠⣴⣶⣻⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢢⣤⣴⣿⠀⢲⣾⣿⣿⣿⡏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⡦⠤⠼⢿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢠⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⡟⠁⠀⠀⠠⣤⣤⣤⢀⣤⣴⠂⠘⣿⠋⣾⣿⣿
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