| There’s a fog upon L.A.
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| And my friends have lost their way
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| We’ll be over soon they said
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| Now they’ve lost themselves instead.
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| Please don’t be long
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| Please don’t you be very long
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| Please don’t be long
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| For I may be asleep.
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| Now it only goes to show
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| And I told them where to go
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| Ask a policeman on the street
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| There’s so many there to meet.
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| Please don’t be long
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| Please don’t you be very long
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| Please don’t be long
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| For I may be asleep.
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| Now it’s past my bed I know
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| And I’d really like to go
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| Soon will be the breath of day
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| Sitting here in Blue Jay Way.
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| Please don’t be long
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| Please don’t you be very long
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| Please don’t be long
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| For I may be asleep
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| Please don’t be long
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| Please don’t you be very long
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| Please don’t be long
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| Please don’t be long
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| Please don’t you be very long
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| Please don’t be long
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| Please don’t be long
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| Please don’t you be very long
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| Please don’t be long
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| Don’t be long, don’t be long, don’t be long
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| Don’t be long, don’t be long, don’t be long |