| As I sit here alone in a tavern
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| I can hear a voice soft and low
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| Then someone dropped a coin in the jukebox
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| It played the plate I know from a million songs
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| Brought a tear into my eyes
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| As I suddenly, suddenly realized
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| It was a song that reminded me of her
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| And as I sat here and cried
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| Someone came to my side
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| And asked me, had I lost my best friend
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| I said, no, it’s just that song
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| No, it’s just that song…
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| Well, you know it’s just…
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| I hadn’t heard it for so long
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| Brings back these old memories
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| Won’t you leave me alone, please
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| No, no, it’s just that song |