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I remember holding on to you |
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All them long and lonely nights I put you through |
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Some where in there I'm sure I made you cry |
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But I can't remember if we said good bye |
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But I recall all of them nights down in Mexico |
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One place I might never go in my life again |
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Was I just off somewhere just to high |
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But I can't remember if we said good bye |
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I only miss you every now and then |
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Like the soft breeze blowin up from the Caribbean |
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Each November I break down and cry |
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But I can't remember if we said good bye |
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But I recall all of them nights down in Mexico |
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One place I might never go in my life again |
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Was I just off somewhere just to high |
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But I can't remember if we said good bye |
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Good bye |
