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A-B-C-D-E-G
I never learned to spell
At least not well
1-2-3-4-5-6-7
I never learned to count
A great amount
But my busy mind is burning
To use what learning I've got
I won't waste any time
I'll strike while the iron is hot
If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look
I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget
And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot
Then the world discovers as my book ends
How to make two lovers a friend
Use to hate to go to school
I never cracked a book
I played the hook
Never answered any mail
To write I used to think was wasting ink
It was never my endeavor
To be too clever and smart
Now I suddenly feel
A longing to write in my heart
If they asked me, I could write a book
About the way you walk and whisper and look
I could write a preface on how we met
So the world would never forget
And the simple secret of the plot
Is just to tell them that I love you a lot
Then the world discovers as my book ends
How to make two lovers a friend
WRITERS
Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © IMAGEM U.S. LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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