| I used to wander all over town
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| Yes, yes
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| I used to wander all over town
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| Y’know, all over town
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| Past the streetcar line
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| And past the reservoir
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| I used to wander all up and down
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| All up and down
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| Waiting, for that girl
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| To be affectionate with me
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| I was looking for affection
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| But I was searching in the wrong direction
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| I needed
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| Not so much to be loved
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| As to love
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| I used to wander all over Boston town
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| All over town
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| Past the streetcar line
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| And where the reservoir was
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| I used to wander all up and down
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| All up and down
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| Waiting, for love
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| Of a kind
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| A young man is allowed to year
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| But it took my so long to learn
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| That I needed not so much to be loved
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| As to love
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| Not so much to be loved
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| As to love |