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There's a warm wind tonight and the moon turns the tide |
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When the stars take their ride she'll be leavin' |
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Where she goes, I don't know she won't tell me what it is |
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That makes her act like this |
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But I've got a funny feelin' that it's me |
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It's worth believin' |
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Should I ask? Do you like to go walking on the shore |
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Listen to the sea could it be someone kind |
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Could it be that I'm the fool there's somethin' wrong with you |
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And I've got a funny feelin' that it's me |
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It's worth believin' |
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There's a breeze from the shore and the waves overlap |
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When I've called in the cat she'll go walkin' |
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And she cries to herself in the night when I'm asleep |
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She lies awake and weeps could it be something new |
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Some old who has returned or is it just a game |
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But I've got a funny feelin' that it's me |
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It's worth believin' |
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There's a warm wind tonight and the moon turns the tide |
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When the stars take their ride she'll be leavin' |
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Where she goes, I don't know she won't tell me what it is |
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That makes her act like this |
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Should I ask? Do you like to go walking on the shore |
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Listen to the sea could it be someone kind |
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Could it be that I'm the fool there's somethin' wrong with you |
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And I've got a funny feelin' that it's me |
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It's worth believin' |
