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The record is stuck |
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On the same old tune |
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I wish you and I |
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Could get stuck like it, too |
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I served you a drink |
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A dozen of times |
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Glass after glass |
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Just to make the night last |
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With you the time won't stand still |
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And once you walk out the door |
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I might not see you anymore |
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And I have a picture in my mind of which I can't let go |
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There's you and I |
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But the rest of the world doesn't show |
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And I studied every line and mark up on your face |
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So I can picture you at any time and any place |
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Your words have meaning, yet no sound |
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'Cause it drenched in the sun |
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To which we're bound |
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You look at me like we share a past |
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You smoke every cigarette like it was your last |
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But time won't stand still |
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And once you walk out the door |
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I might not see you anymore |
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And I have a picture in my mind which I can't let go |
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There's you and I |
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But the rest of the world doesn't show |
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And I studied every line and mark up on your face |
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So I can picture you at any time and any place |
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Any time at any place |
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The record is stuck |
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On the same old tune |
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Just as I'll always be |
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Stuck on you |
