| We were barely seventeen
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| Two kids with the grown up dream
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| Of a perfect love Foolin' round in my first car
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| Careful not to go too far
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| That’s how it was
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| We had a simple wedding
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| You looked beautiful in white
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| And I recall your mother’s blessing
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| On our wedding night «I wish you every happiness
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| And may you always have the best
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| Of the good things in life»
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| We moved into a commission house
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| It wasn’t much and it wasn’t ours
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| But we had plans
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| I worked nights and you worked days
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| And twelve months seemed to slip away
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| Like an avalanche
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| Then I came home one morning
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| Found your note pinned to the door
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| Saying if this is a perfect love
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| I don’t want it any more
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| But «I wish you every happiness
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| And may you always have the best
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| Of the good things in life»
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| I was back in town just passing through
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| Catching up with friends we knew
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| For old times sake In a crowded lunch time bar
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| I turn around and there you are
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| Face to face
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| And for the sweetest moment
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| A smile came to your eyes
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| So I whispered as you walked away
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| With the new man at your side
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| «I wish you every happiness
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| And may you always have the best
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| Of the good things in life» |