| When it was still fun to see the rising sun
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| Every minute was flying away
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| We woke up with the morning light
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| To watch the break of day
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| I don’t like seeing many daffodils
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| Awoke and flew up to the sky
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| We just enjoyed our happiness
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| And didn’t wonder why
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| I still remember deep down in September
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| The nights became empty and sad
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| As I looked for the sun darling you were gone
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| Leaving everything we ever had
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| Those were the nights with neon lights
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| Going off and on chez Louis
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| Second rate stars on electric guitars
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| Got their applause chez Louis
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| Lovers call let the tango 'ball
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| Go 'round and 'round chez Louis
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| More cigarettes and no one gets
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| The time to be alone
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| Will I ever again see as much as I can
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| Or will I be carried away
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| Into a life of loneliness
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| And dreams of yesterday
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| Now he couldn’t leave her I wouldn’t
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| Believe her, but when I looked into my heart
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| I found a place of loneliness where dreams
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| Could never start
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| Those were the nights with neon lights
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| Going off and on chez Louis
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| Second rate stars on electric guitars
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| Got their applause chez Louis
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| Lovers call let the tango 'ball
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| Go 'round and 'round chez Louis
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| More cigarettes and no one gets
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| The time to be alone
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| Take away the restless nights
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| When nobody’s really near
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| I’m longing for the summer nights
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| When you were here
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| Those were the nights with neon lights
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| Going off and on chez Louis
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| Second rate stars on electric guitars
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| Got their applause chez Louis
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| Lovers call let the tango 'ball
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| Go round and round chez Louis
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| More cigarettes and no one gets
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| The time to be alone |