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Well I'll be damned here comes your ghost again |
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But that's not unusual |
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It's just that the moon is full |
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And you happened to call |
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And here I sit hand on the telephone |
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Hearing a voice I'd known |
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A couple of light years ago |
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Heading straight for a fall |
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As I remember your eyes were bluer than robin's eggs |
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My poetry was lousy you said |
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Where are you calling from? |
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A booth in the midwest |
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Ten years ago I bought you some cufflinks |
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You brought me something |
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We both know what memories can bring |
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They bring diamonds and rust |
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Well you burst on the scene already a legend |
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The unwashed phenomenon |
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The original vagabond |
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You strayed into my arms |
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And there you stayed temporarily lost at sea |
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The Madonna was yours for free |
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Yes the girl on the half-shell |
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Would keep you unharmed |
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Now I see you standing with brown leaves falling around |
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Snow in your hair |
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Now you're smiling out the window |
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Of that crummy hotel over Washington Square |
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Our breath comes out white clouds |
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Mingles and hangs in the air |
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Speaking strictly for me |
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We both could have died then and there |
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Now you're telling me, you're not nostalgic |
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Then give me another word for it |
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You are so good with words |
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And at keeping things vague |
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Because I need some of that vagueness now |
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It's all come back too clearly, yes I loved you dearly |
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And if you're offering me diamonds and rust |
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I've already paid |