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It was a month and a day, |
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It seems a lifetime away, |
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When we first met in town and spent a night, |
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We drank and we talked until the music was stopped, |
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And the barman came and turned back on the light, |
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We arranged again to meet, |
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And as I walked off down the street, |
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I swear that I felt ten feet tall, |
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Was I dizzy from the wine? |
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Or maybe I just missed the signs, |
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'Cause now you won't return my calls, |
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I hope that one day when you're ancient, |
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Preparing for another lonely night, |
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You close your eyes for one last time, |
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And you see me in my prime, |
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The great lost love of my life. |