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A long December and there's reason to believe |
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Maybe this year will be better than the last |
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I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving |
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Oh the days go by so fast |
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And it's one more day up in the Canyons |
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And it's one more night in Hollywood |
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If you think that I could be forgiven |
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I wish you would |
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Na na na, yeah |
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The smell of hospitals in winter |
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And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls |
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All at once you look across a crowded room |
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To see the way that light attaches to a girl |
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And it's one more day up in the Canyons |
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And it's one more night in Hollywood |
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If you think you might come to California |
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I think you should |
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Na na na, yeah |
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Drove up to hillside manor sometime after 2 A.M |
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And talked a little while about the year |
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I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower |
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Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her |
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And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe |
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Maybe this year will be better than the last |
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I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself |
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To hold on to these moments as they pass |
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And it's one more day up in the Canyon |
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And it's one more night in Hollywood |
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It's been so long since I've seen the ocean |
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I guess I should |
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Na na na, yeah |
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Na na na, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Na na na, yeah |
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Na na na, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
