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Here we are, out of cigarettes |
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Holding hands and yawning |
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Look how late it gets. |
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Two sleepy people |
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By dawn's early light, |
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And too much in love |
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To say, "good night". |
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Here we are, in the cozy chair |
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Pickin' on a wishbone |
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From the frigidaire, |
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Two sleepy people |
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With nothing to say, |
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And too much in love to break away. |
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Do you remember |
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The nights we used to linger in the hall? |
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My father didn't like you at all. |
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Do you remember |
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The reason why we married in the fall? |
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To get a bit of rest |
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And get this little nest. |
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Here we are |
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Just about the same |
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Foggy little fella, |
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Drowsy little dame. |
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Two sleepy people |
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By dawn's early light, |
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And too much in love |
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To say, "good night". |
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Do you remember |
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The nights we used to linger in the hall? |
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Do you remember |
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The reasons why we married in the fall? |
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Here we are |
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Just about the same |
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Foggy little fella, |
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Drowsy little dame. |
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Two sleepy people |
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By dawn's early light, |
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And too much in love |
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To say, "good night". |
