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I had a first mate,always had blue lips.
His name was Bluebeard.
He had a weird twitch.
We flew a blue flag on a big stick.
And we ate bluegill and we ate blue chips.
Oh I felt real blue eating that blue fish. Because there ain't much that I won't do,
unless it keeps me from being true blue.
Once in a blue moon there's a blue sky.
I wear my blue jeans and fly my blue kite. Hangs like a bluebird until the wind dies.and then the tears pour out of my blue eyes.
If it's your birthday,we'll bake a blue cake and then we'll eat it off these blue plates.
'cause kid I don't know much about you,
but I like you because you're true blue." True Blue/Bright Eyes
