Dusty springfield, that's a pretty name It even sounds like a game In a green field, hobby horses play the dusty game when it's may
Pink and paisley skies shining in green eyes A magic pin wheel London flowers in her hair
Dusty springfield Silver starshine over crystal waters Petals fall from her glance Flowers sparkle With a dew of morning, feathers float from her dance
Suddenly the song's the thing Fill your cup, come to the spring And you'll stand so still And you'll feel the thrill Dusty springfield, that's a pretty name Pretty as a pearl What a pretty girl
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