| From a table across the room
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| She was signaling me with her eyes
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| I walked over to be introduced
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| I said, «Hello», she just smiled
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| And said, «I know a place
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| Not too far from here
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| We could get away for a while»
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| Yeah, that’s when she kissed me And told me her name
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| I never did tell her mine
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| Magnolia
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| I remember the smell
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| Of the wind through the suite
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| Magnolia
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| And I know that she’s out there
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| Somewhere in the world
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| She’s forgotten me but I remember her
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| Magnolia
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| Well her lips were as warm
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| As that wet southern night
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| Her eyes were as black as the sky
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| And I wondered aloud
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| Just what I’d done right
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| As I lay there, with her by my side
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| Then she took hold of my hand
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| As she looked up at me
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| And said, «Now I must tell you goodbye»
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| And there in the moonlight
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| As I watched her leave
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| I felt a chill down inside |