| The first time I saw her
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| I couldn’t be sure
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| But the sin of impatience
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| Said She’s just what you’re looking for
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| So I walked right up to her
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| And with the part of me that talks
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| I introduced myself as Frank
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| From New York
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| New York
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| She’s so hot
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| She’s so cool
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| I’m not
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| I’m just a fool in love with Darling Lorraine
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| All my life I’ve been a wanderer
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| Not really, I mostly lived near my parents home
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| Anyway Lorraine and I got married
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| Ant the usual marriage stuff
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| Then one day she says to me
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| From out of the blue
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| She says, «Frank, I’ve had enough
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| Romance is a heart breaker
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| I’m not meant to be a homemaker
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| And I’m tired of being Darling Loraine»
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| What?! |
| You don’t love me anymore?
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| What?! |
| You’re walking out the door?
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| What?! |
| You don’t like the way I chew?
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| Hey, let me tell you
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| You’re not the woman that I wed
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| You say you’re depressed but you’re not
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| You just like to stay in bed
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| I don’t need you darling Lorraine
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| Darling Lorraine
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| Lorraine
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| I long for your love
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| Financially speaking
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| I guess I’m a washout
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| Everybody’s buy and sell
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| And sell and buy
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| That’s what the whole thing’s all about
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| If it had not been Lorraine
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| I’d have left her long ago
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| I should have been a musician
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| I love the piano
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| She’s so light
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| She’s so free
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| I’m tight, well, that’s me
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| But I feel so good
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| With Darling Lorraine
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| On Christmas morning Frank awakes
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| To find Loraine has made a stack of pancakes
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| They watch the television, husband and wife
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| All afternoon, It’s a Wonderful Life
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| What?! |
| You don’t love me anymore?
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| What?! |
| You’re walking out the door?
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| What?! |
| You don’t like the way I chew?
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| Hey, let me tell you
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| You’re not the woman that I wed
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| Darling Lorraine
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| Lorraine
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| Her hands like wood
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| The doctor was smiling
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| But the news wasn’t good
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| Darling Lorraine
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| Please don’t leave me yet
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| I know you’re in pain
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| Pain you can’t forget
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| Your breathing is like an echo of our love
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| Maybe I’ll go down to the corner store
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| And buy us something sweet
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| Here’s an extra blanket honey
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| To wrap around your feet
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| All the trees were washed with April rain
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| And the moon in the meadow
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| Took Darling Lorraine |