| It’s the same old song every night
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| The melody is made out of memories
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| The words you and I used to write
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| I paid the band when you left me
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| Expecting them to pack it in
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| But heartaches’s a stubborn musician
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| And it’s playing a waltz that won’t end
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| And I can’t help but remember you
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| Morning high midnight low
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| I don’t want to dance with your memory
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| But somehow I can’t let you go
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| The band is playing too slow
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| Now I’ve got to find a new partner
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| And get on with my life
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| But these dreams of moonlight dances with you are still sweet
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| If a little off time
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| And I can’t help but remember you
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| Morning high midnight low
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| I don’t want to dance with your memory
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| But somehow I can’t let you go
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| The band is playing too slow |