| Summer went the way of spring
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| Winter’s waiting in the wings
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| And we haven’t saved anything
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| But that’s alright
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| Cause we already paid the rent
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| There’s still some money we haven’t spent
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| Go put on something different
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| We’re going out tonight
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| I have loved you for so long
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| Even when I could only do you wrong
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| Go see if they have our song
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| On the jukebox over there
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| A dollar gets you seven plays
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| I watch you through a smoky haze
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| A secret smile on your face
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| I’m sorry if I stare
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| But you look like a stranger
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| In that old-fashioned hat
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| And I’ve got a pocketful of change
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| And I don’t wanna go home yet
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| Clearly I remember when
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| I used to scratch my poems
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| On the backs of other lovers in
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| The darkness of my mind
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| Back before I made my home
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| In the marrow of your bones
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| Now I know your figure like my own
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| Even from behind
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| But you look like a stranger
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| In that old-fashioned hat
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| And I’ve got a pocketful of change
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| And I don’t wanna go home yet
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| Hey and we’ll be married soon
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| We’ll be dancing to this very tune
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| Then we’ll have a honeymoon
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| Then we’ll start to fight
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| Bring the tonic and the gin
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| Say what was your name again?
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| Stick another quarter in
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| And stay with me tonight
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| You look like a stranger
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| In that old-fashioned hat
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| And I’ve got a pocketful of change
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| And I don’t wanna go home yet |