
Boy, if I were a duck I'd quack!
Or if I were a goose I'd be cooked!
Ask me how do I feel, ask me now that we're fondly caressing
Well, if I were a salad I know I'd be splashing my dressing
When an artist dies he or she gets to pick one song to be remembered by for ever. Instantly, this song will become the Number One Song all over in Heaven.
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