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Long ago,and, oh, so far away |
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I fell in love with you before the second show. |
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Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear, |
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but you're not really here. |
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It's just the radio. |
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Don't you remember you told me you loved me baby? |
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You said you'd be coming back this way again baby. |
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Baby,baby,baby,baby,oh,baby. |
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I love you, I really do. |
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Loneliness is such a sad affair, |
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and I can hardly wait to be with you again. |
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What to say,to make you come again? |
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Come back to me again, and play your sad guitar. |
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Don't you remember you told me you loved me baby? |
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You said you'd be coming back this way again baby. |
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Baby,baby,baby,baby,oh,baby. |
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I love you, I really do. |