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I was sittin' at a table, in a little club downtown. |
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Playin' songs on the juke box and pourin' whiskey down. |
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When I heard a sweet voice sayin' "would you like some company?". |
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And I had to tell her, "This is just between an old memory and me". |
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All my friends tell me that I'm a fool for holding on. |
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And I know they're tryin' to help me, but I've been a fool too long. |
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And I don't want to talk about it, so why can't they just let me be? |
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This is just between and old memory and me. |
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I'm not hurtin' anybody as far as I can see, |
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I just need to be alone sometimes, |
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while she goes walkin' through my mind. :Repeat 1x: |
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I don't want to talk about it, so why can't everybody see, |
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This is just between an old memory and me? |
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This is just between, her memory and me. |