| I guess the dance is over now
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| So you just curtsey and I’ll bow
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| And ask the band to play us Auld Lang Syne
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| Then I’ll just take what’s left of me
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| Right back to where it used to be
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| And you’ll go sail your magic carpet, far across the sky
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| I wish I could have made it
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| More like the movies for you
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| Some pretty Technicolor way it’s never been
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| I’m sorry when I kissed you
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| You only heard me whisper
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| You never got to hear those violins
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| Did you girl?
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| No you never got to hear those violins, no
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| The castles that you built so high
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| Were just too steep for me to climb
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| And I guess these dirty streets of mine
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| Were just too rough for you
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| I wish I could’ve helped you see
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| Just one of your sweet childhood dreams
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| But though I tried I could not make not one of them come true
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| And I wish I could have made it
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| More like the movies for you
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| Some pretty Technicolor way it’s never been
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| I’m sorry when I kissed you
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| You only heard me whisper
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| You never got to hear those violins
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| Did you girl?
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| No you never got to hear those violins
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| Oh I’m sorry when I kissed you
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| You only heard me whisper
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| You never got to hear those violins
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| No you never got to hear those violins |