Let there be you,
and let there be me.
Let there be oysters,
under the sea.
Let there be wind,
and occaisional rain.
Small corner tables,
and sparkling champagne.
Let there be birds,
to sing in the trees.
Someon eot bless me,
whenever I sneeze.
Let ther be cuckoos,
a lark, and a dove,
but first of all please,
let there be love.
Let there be sports cars,
and wonderful clothes.
Sponsors of chacha,
and frantic mambos.
Let there be moons,
circling in space.
Let there be movies,
and princess grace.
Let Sputnik zoom,
their way up above,
and first of all please,
let there be love.

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