Jenny kissed me, only once, he said to me, Now she's gone. How do I go on? Every day I wait remembering that once my Jenny kissed me and as she was leaving said, now I'm going, now I'm gone. Only once and never more timidly my Jenny kissed me touched my lips before goodbye. Every day I wait and wonder If life and love has not missed me only to pass on, pass on. Valentines are sent to others everyone but me. Yet I never miss the heart card, oh no, Jenny kissed me untied my heart and set it free.

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