Man of La Mancha
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Of one I know?
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Little bird, little bird
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I love her so
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Little bird, little bird
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And I have to know
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Little bird, little bird
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Beneath this tree
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This cinnamon tree
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We learned to love
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We learned to cry
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For here we met
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And here we kissed
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And here
one cold and moonless night

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We said good-bye
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Little bird, little bird
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Little bird, little bird
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Oh, have pity on me
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Little bird, little bird
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Bring her back to me now
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Little bird, little bird
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Beneath the cinnamon tree
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Little bird, little bird
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I have waited too long
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Little bird
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Without a song
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- Little bird,
- Little bird, little bird

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Please fly, please go
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Little bird, little bird
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And tell her so
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Little bird, little bird
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Little bird, little bird
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- Sss!
- Awoo!

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I spit on all your little birds!
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Here!
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Give it back!
Give it back to me!

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What's this?
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- "The most lovely sovereign...
- Oh!

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"And high-born lady..."
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It's from her knight!

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