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I might not go, I might not go.
Now that she’s there
And now that you know.
I might not go, I might not go.
For she’s very rare—
Which you seem to know.
I might not go, I might not go.
For she has a care
That one day you’ll know.
I might not go, I might not go.
But look how you stare,
As if you don’t know!
I might not go, I might not go.
You ask what to wear.
Could it be you don’t know?
I might not go, I might not go.
How much would a woman dare
In ignorance? I’ll go.
