| You and me, sittin' in the back of my memory
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| Like a honeybee buzzing 'round a glass of sweet Chablis
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| The radio’s on, the windows rolled up and my mind’s rolled down
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| Headlights shine like silver moons rollin' on the ground
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| We made love in every way love could be made
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| And we made time seem like time would never fade
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| Friday night we both made the guitars hum
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| And the Saturday made Sunday feel like it would never come
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| It’s gonna be a long Monday
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| Sittin' all alone on a mountain by a river that has no nd
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| It’s gonna be a long Monday
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| Stuck like the tick of a clock that’s com unwound again
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| Soul to soul, heart to heart, and cheek to cheek
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| Come on baby, give me a kiss that’s gonna last all week
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| The thought of you leavin' again just brings me down
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| The promise of your sweet love brings me around
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| It’s gonna be a long Monday
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| Sittin' all alone on a mountain by a river that has no end
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| It’s gonna be a long Monday
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| Stuck like the tick of a clock that’s come unwound again
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| It’s gonna be a long Monday
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| Sittin' all alone on a mountain by a river that has no end
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| It’s gonna be a long Monday
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| Stuck like the tick of a clock that’s come unwound again and again |