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I get along without you very well |
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Of course I do, except when soft rains fall |
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And drip from leaves, then I recall |
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The thrill of being sheltered in your arms |
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Of course, I do, but I get along without you very well |
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I've forgotten you just like I should |
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Of course I have, except to hear your name |
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Or someone's laugh that is the same |
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But I've forgotten you just like I should |
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What a guy, what a fool am I |
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To think my breaking heart could kid the moon |
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What's in store? Should I phone once more |
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No, it's best that I stick to my tune |
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I get along without you very well |
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Of course I do, except perhaps in Spring |
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But I should never think of Spring |
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For that would surely break my heart in two |
