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Hey little girl playing in the street |
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Bakin' as an apple, no shoes on your feet. |
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I think I can remember you |
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You look a whole lot better off than you used to. |
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Hey little boy, throw me the ball. |
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The kids in the park say you're the dirtiest of all. |
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Ain't I met you sometime before |
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when the old street was here in the grocer's store? |
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You came back, you came back, |
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And I'm glad you begged my time. |
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You came back, you came back |
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And by that mischievous look in your eye, |
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I'd say before long, if I'm not wrong, |
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You'll be back , you'll come back again |
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Before long, and I'm not wrong |
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You'll be back |
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You'll be (overvoice sings "come") back again. |
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Things have fallen into place, puttin' names on every face |
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Remember bein' dead and alive. |
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What could be the key |
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Am I crazy as I seem? |
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Can I believe what I see with my own eyes? |
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That girl with the umbrella Used to be a fella |
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He used to be my very good friend. |
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Now I recall, in the mystery of things |
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I've been here before and done million things. |
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If it's all right with you, I'll remember you, too. |
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But I won't tell you who you were last time. |
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But you're making up for it now. |
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I suffer amnesia when you kiss my brow. |
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You came back. You came back. |
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And I'm glad you begged my time. |
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You came back, You came back. |
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And by the mischievous look in your eye |
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I'd say that before long, |
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If I'm not wrong, |
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You'll be back |
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You'll come back again. |
