| Bottle of wine that hadn’t been opened yet
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| We forgot about it while you were here
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| And a string of blinking lights
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| That can now be put away
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| And it’s almost midnight here
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| We’re all about to ring in
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| A new year, a new year
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| And I won’t call you for another hour
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| One more hour
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| 'Cause it’s your time somewhere
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| It happens all over again
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| All over again, all over again
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| All over again
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| Just a couple more days 'til I fly away
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| From this lovely place, my short lived home
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| Saying goodbye is much easier now
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| Looking forward to a bitter cold
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| And it’s almost time to land
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| The city’s changed as much as a small city can
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| But change isn’t why I’m coming back
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| It’s your familiar life where it happens
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| All over again
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| All over again
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| Saying goodbye is so much easier now
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| Looking forward to a bitter cold
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| And it’s almost time to land
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| The city’s changed as much as a small city can
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| But change isn’t why I’m coming back
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| It’s your familiar life where it happens
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| All over again, all over again
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| All over again, all over again
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| All over again, all over again |
| All over again, all over again |