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Look at all the tables standing still |
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The smoke has settled from the air |
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Everyone was laughing, finding romance |
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Now there's only empty chairs |
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People used to dance here after hours |
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Wrapped around each other in a song |
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Every now and then, so very long ago |
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Doesn't really seem so long |
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Driving up at midnight, ladies dressed in fur |
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When I see the quiet street, I always think of her |
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Not the way she is now, but the way that she was then |
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Sometimes you can't go back again |
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Driving up at midnight, ladies dressed in fur |
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When I see the quiet street, I always think of her |
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Not the way she is now, but the way that she was then |
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Sometimes you can't go back again |
