| Good times are worth more than money any day
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| That’s what I always say
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| Good friends are worth more than money in the bank
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| That’s what I always say
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| That’s what I always say
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| Got a letter, made me lose heart
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| Gonna have to make a new start
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| I know whatever happens now
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| Don’t worry, friends’ll chip in What’s owed will be forgiven
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| I know whatever happens now
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| Worry about tomorrow
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| Ain’t gonna change a thing Today
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| You are to me Last Friday night down at the road house
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| Booth in the back, they sat alone
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| Holding hands like two young lovers
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| Her hair was grey, his hair was gone
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| She said to him
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| «I'm getting older
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| A pretty girl, no more to be Heaven knows
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| I’m not a treasure»
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| He softly said «You are to me»
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| «You are to me a girl in spring time
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| The one I met so long ago
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| A moment captured for a lifetime
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| That’s what I see you are to me»
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| He said to her «My work is done now
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| And all that’s left are memories
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| Heaven knows, I’m not important»
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| She softly said «You are to me»
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| «You are to me a boy in spring time
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| The one I met so long ago
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| A moment captured for a lifetime
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| That’s what I see you are to me Last Friday night down at the road house |