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If your memory serves you well |
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We're going to meet again and wait |
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So I'm going to unpack all my things |
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And sit before it gets too late |
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No man alive will come to you |
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With another tale to tell |
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And you know that we shall meet again |
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If your memory serves you well |
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This wheel's on fire, rolling down the road |
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Best notify my next of kin |
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This wheel shall explode! |
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If your memory serves you well, I was going to confiscate your lace |
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And wrap it up in a sailor's knot and hide it in your case |
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If I knew for sure that it was yours, and it was oh so hard to tell |
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And you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well |
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If your memory serves you well, you'll remember that you're the one |
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Who called on them to call on me to get you your favours done |
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And after every plan had failed and there was nothing more to tell |
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And you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well |
