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Twenty-one, so young and tender but blue |
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I remember, |
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I remember laughing for no reason with you |
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LaughingSharing a bottle on the stairs |
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That led to your wooden room |
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Full of cigarettes and green glass bottles |
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Yesterday's meal by the matress on the floor |
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Where we danced... |
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In the garden below your window |
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Where I first began to know |
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To know you |
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JoeWhisper the memory but not too loud |
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Remember the symphony when we were allowed, to play? |
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Touch my hand, show me how, stroke my brow |
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I need to know now that |
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I can dance with you |
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I wanna dance with you, |
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I wanna dance |
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Like I did when |
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I first began to know you, |
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JoeA now I gotta say |
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I think I wanna ride |
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I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet |
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I think I wanna ride |
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I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet |
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So I'm sittin' here with the sun about to smile |
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About to show it's face and take away my little fantasy |
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Break out the phonograph, play some "Billie" for me |
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One more time before |
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I goLet it shine, shine, shine, shine on me |
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I think I wanna know, wanna know you, |
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JoeI think |
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I wanna ride |
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I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet |
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I think I wanna ride |
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I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet |
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I think I wanna ride |
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I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet |
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Sit down in the back room |
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And throw me over the bar |
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Fly me up to your sky, moon |
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A-nowA-beep-bop-ba-da-dee-yah |
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A-what?Oh, that's it |
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I know it sounds kinda crazy |
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I think I wanna know, wanna know you, |
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JoeYeah!I think |
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I wanna ride |
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I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet |
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I think I wanna ride |
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I think I'm gonna fly along |