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Spring was never waiting for us, girl |
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It ran one step ahead |
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As we followed in the dance. |
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Between the parted pages and were pressed, |
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In love's hot, fevered iron |
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Like a striped pair of pants. |
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MacArthur Park is melting in the dark |
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All the sweet, green icing flowing down... |
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Someone left the cake out in the rain |
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I don't think that I can take it |
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'cause it took so long to bake it |
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And I'll never have that recipe again |
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Oh, no! |
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I recall the yellow cotton dress |
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Foaming like a wave |
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On the ground beneath your knees |
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The birds like tender babies in your hands |
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And the old men playing chinese checkers |
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By the trees |
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MacArthur Park is melting in the dark |
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All the sweet, green icing flowing down... |
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Someone left the cake out in the rain |
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I don't think that I can take it |
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'cause it took so long to bake it |
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And I'll never have that recipe again |
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Oh, no! |
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There'll be another song for me |
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And I will sing it |
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There'll be another dream for me |
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Someone will bring it |
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I will drink the wine while it is warn |
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And never let you catch me looking at the sun Oh, yeah |
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And after all the loves of my life |
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After all the loves of my life |
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You'll be the one |
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I will take my life into my hands and I will use it |
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I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it |
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I will have the things that I desire |
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And my passion flow like rivers from the sky |
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Oh, and after all the loves of my life |
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After all the loves in my life |
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You'll still be the one |
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And I'll ask myself why? yeah |
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MacArthur Park is melting in the dark |
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All the sweet, green icing flowing down... |
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Someone left the cake out in the rain |
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I don't think that I can take it |
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'cause it took so long to bake it |
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And I'll never have that recipe again |
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Oh, no! |
