| He is standing by the mellow blue diner
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| Out of Liverpool station
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| He holds a can of soda pop
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| That never cheers him up
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| She is sitting by the candy shop window
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| At the end of the platform
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| She wonders why would you tell me
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| Baby come another day
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| You blew it when you said
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| How would you remind the story if you don’t mind
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| I used to play Astral Weeks on Fridays
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| But you don’t have to cry
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| You don’t have to feel sad
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| Feel sad
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| She is standing by the dining car window
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| On her way to Northampton
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| She’s got a bunch of lollipops
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| That never cheers her up
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| He is sitting in the smoky blue diner
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| On a stool by the back door
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| He wonders why would I tell you
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| Baby come another day
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| I blew it when I said
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| How would you remind the story if you don’t mind
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| I used to play Astral Weeks on Fridays
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| But you don’t have to cry
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| You don’t have to feel sad
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| Feel sad
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| If you really care for me
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| I do believe that you should think about
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| Cutting down on pop music
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| Cause it’s playing you tricks
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| He is standing by the mellow blue diner
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| Out of liverpool station
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| He holds a can of soda pop
|
| That never cheers him up
|
| She is sitting by the candy shop window
|
| At the end of the platform
|
| She wonders why would you tell me
|
| Baby come another day
|
| You blew it when you said
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| How would you remind the story if you don’t mind
|
| I used to play Astral Weeks on Fridays
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| But you don’t have to cry
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| You don’t have to cry
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| You don’t have to cry
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| I used to play Astral Weeks on Fridays
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| But you don’t have to cry
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| You don’t have to feel sad
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| Hope you really care for me
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| Hope you really care for me
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| Hope you really care for me |