| If we fell in love in an aeroplane
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| Cabin pressure would you take my name
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| And the shame as we taxi down
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| The turbulence sounds good
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| On the cold runway
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| If we knew true love in the checkout aisle
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| Plastic bags and the clerk she smiles
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| And the miles through the parking lot
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| We are not a coupon for cheap love
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| Won’t you marry me marry me, please julie
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| Won’t you carry me carry me, please julie
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| The funeral cues me to bury my heart
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| If we called it quits over christmas dinner
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| Turkey’s burnt can you smell the winter
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| And the cinders just blacken the snow
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| Your footprints showed me that you just walked in circles
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| If we talked briefly on the telephone
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| My head drops as I listen for the tone
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| Take me home and my body’s shakin
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| Why’are you takin my dignity
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| A name upon a stone
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| Has gone and found a home in my heart
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| If we never met would it be ordinary
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| To think of you by the cemetery
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| As I carry my pick and shovel
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| The flowers huddle in circles round your feet
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| If we met again by the cemetery
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| Tombstone name oh won’t you marry
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| Won’t you marry me marry me please julie
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| Carry me carry me please julie
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| Bury me bury me please julie |