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I asked the angels In Heaven above If you were an angel, too "Yes, of course!" they said You taught them to love You showed them what angels do |
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But, they say you've gone And fallen in love With some schlub who's beneath you Now they sit around And twiddle their thumbs As if they have nothing to do |
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They stare into space To heavens above Over little things they stew They don't eat or sleep They can't cry enough They don't know what they should do |
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Could all the angels In Heaven above Have fallen in love with you? That might explain why Since you've descended They can find nothing to do |
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How can I tell them That I am the schlub Who is making them so blue That I'm in Heaven Like angels above Because of the things you do? |
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Maybe it's their turn To send down their love Their final lesson from you If all the angels Would find them a schlub That'd give them plenty to do |
