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I'm much too sentimental,
My heart is never free.
Perhaps it's accidental
That love should come to me.
Some little thing within me
Protects me for a while
Till someone comes to win me
With only a smile.
Falling in love again,
Never wanted to.
What am I to do ?
Can't help it.
Love's always been my game,
Play it, how I may.
I was made that way —
Can't help it.
Men cluster to me like moths around a flame
And if their wings burn, I know I'm not to blame.
Falling in love again,
Never wanted to.
What am I to do ?
Can't help it.
Sonst gar nichts.
Ha!
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