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George and ira gershwin |
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The more i read the papers |
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The less i comprehend |
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The world with all its capers |
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And how it all will end. |
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Nothing seems to be lasting. |
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But that isn't our affair; |
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We've got something permanent, |
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I mean in the way we care. |
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It's very clear |
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Our love is here to stay; |
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Not for a year |
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But ever and a day. |
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The radio and the telephone and the movies that we know |
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May just be passing fancies, |
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And in time may go. |
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But, oh my dear, |
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Our love is here to stay; |
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Together we're going a long, long way. |
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In time the rockies may crumble, gibraltar may tumble, |
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They're only made of clay, |
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But our love is here to stay. |