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Spring was never waiting for us till |
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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 |
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We 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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Mac arthur's 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, nooo! |
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I recall the yellow cotton dress |
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Donna Summer |
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Foaming like a wave |
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On the ground beneath your knees |
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Birds like tender babies in your hands |
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And the old men playing |
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Chinese checkers |
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By the trees |
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Mac arthur park's 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, nooo! |
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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 |
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And after all the loves of my life |
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After all loves in my life |
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You'll be the one |
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I will take my life into my hands |
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And i will use it |
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I will win the worship in their eyes |
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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 |
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Like rivers through the sky |
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Oh and after all the loves in 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. |
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Mac arthur's 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, nooo! |
