| Here we are, out of cigarettes
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| Holding hands and yawning, see how late it gets
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| Two sleepy people by dawn’s early light
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| Too much in love to say goodnight
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| Here we are, in the cozy chair
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| Pickin' on a wishbone, from the frigidaire
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| Two sleepy people with nothing to say
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| But too much in love to break away
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| Do you remember, the nights we used to linger in the hall
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| Your father didn’t like me at all
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| Do you remember the reason why we married in the fall
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| To rent this little nest, get a bit of rest
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| Who will …
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| Here we are just about the same
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| Foggy little fella, drowsy little dame
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| Two sleepy people by dawn’s early light
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| And so much in love, so much in love
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| Too much in love to say, too much to say, to say |