| I’m going to ask your friends your number
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| And I’ll call you when your man is out of town
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| And if I say the right words at the right time
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| Then perhaps you’ll even have me 'round
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| And wouldn’t it be a funny situation
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| The two of us and a comic conversation
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| How’s the world been treating you you’d say
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| Trying not to get involved in any way
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| Have you been as fancy free
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| As how you said you’d like to be
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| Comic Conversation will pass the time of day
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| When all the while I’m dying to reach out
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| And hold you in my arms the way I used to do
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| I cannot help thinking that you feel the same
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| But comic conversation rules the game
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| I’d like to spin a web
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| And wrap you in its silver thread and
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| Feel you sway
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| Oh-oh, but many years have passed
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| And with them went the right I ever had to
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| Feel this way
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| No-oh, there isn’t going to be a happy ending
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| I think I should be going soon
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| I can’t keep on pretending
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| How’s the world been treating you you’d say
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| Trying not to get involved in any way
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| Oh have you been as fancy free
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| As how you said you’d like to be
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| Comic Conversation will pass the time of day
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| When all the while I’m dying to reach out
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| And hold you in my arms the way I used to do
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| And I cannot help thinking that you feel the same
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| But comic conversation is the only way |