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I get along without you very well |
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Of course I do |
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Except when soft rains fall |
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And drip from leaves |
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Then I recall |
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The thrill of being sheltered in your arms |
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Of course I do |
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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 |
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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 |
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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 |
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Should I fall 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 |
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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 |
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What's in store |
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Should I fall 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 |
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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 |