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A very old friend |
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Came by today |
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'Cause he was telling everyone in town |
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About the love he just found |
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And Marie's the name of his latest flame |
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He talked and talked |
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And I heard him say |
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That she had the longest, blackest hair |
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The prettiest green eyes anywhere |
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And Marie's the name of his latest flame |
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Though I smiled the tears inside were a burning |
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I wish him luck, and then he said goodbye |
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He was gone, but still his words kept returning |
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What else was there for me to do but cry |
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Would you believe that yesterday |
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This girl was in my arms and sworn to me |
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She'd be mine eternally |
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And Marie's the name of his latest flame |
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Though I smiled the tears inside were a burning |
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I wish him luck, and then he said goodbye |
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He was gone, but still his words kept returning |
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What else was there for me to do but cry |
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Would you believe that yesterday |
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This girl was in my arms and sworn to me |
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She'd be mine eternally |
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And Marie's the name of his latest flame |
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And Marie's the name of his latest flame |
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And Marie's the name of his latest flame |
