Your favorite color is red
My favorite color is blue
You're always a step ahead
While I have no clue
You're from the city
I'm always in the country side
People call your smart and witty
And all I have is my pride
You would save a tree
Where I'd say 'cut and grow a new'
But you love me
And I love you
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