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Gilman Billy Ben

they say They don't see you as I do I wish they would try to I'm sure they'd think again If they had a friend like Ben Like Ben Like Ben

I've gotta get a message off to Santa today It's gettin' close to Christmas I've got something to say I've got a list of presents, I ain't askin' for

Is this my bed? What's going on in my head? I feel so different today I have this image of you My freedom, my courage, the strength I never knew I found

I think she likes me And I know I like her It's kind of frightening 'Cause it's too soon to be sure I think she likes me Maybe even might be love Should

I've gotta get a message off to Santa today It's gettin' close to Christmas I've got something to say I've got a list of presents, I ain't askin' for

I am black, I am white I am all skins in between I am young, I am old I am each age that has been I am scrawny, I am well fed I am starving for attention

When I see the stars hang in the sky, oh When I watch a bird spread its wings and fly And each time I hear the wind blow through the trees, oh With every

I've got a secret I can't keep I've got my eyes on something sweet It feels like my heart's pounding through my chest You've got a smile I can't resist

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