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Harry Connick Jr If I Were A Bell

sir, all I can say is if I were a gate I'd be swinging And if I were a watch I'd start popping my springs Well, and if I were a bell I'd go ding dong

re fondly caressing Well, if I were a salad I know I'd be splashing my dressing Oh, If I were a season I shortly be spring Yes, or if I were a bell I