.Iâm a little boy blue, come blow your horn
When I waâ five and went to school
I told my teacher my name waâ blue
She look at me and say: âThat couldnât be true
Thereâd never been a boy by the name of blueâ
In class two and three my life was misery
My pants wer.
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