| Stranger to stranger
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| If we met for the first time, this time
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| Could you imagine us Falling in love again
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| Words and melody
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| So the old story goes
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| Fall from summer trees
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| When the wind blows
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| I can’t wait to see you walk
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| Across my doorway
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| I cannot be held accountable
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| For the things I do or say
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| I’m just jittery
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| I’m just jittery
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| It’s just a way of dealing with my joy
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| It’s just a way of dealing with my joy
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| It’s just a way of dealing with my joy
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| It’s just a way of dealing
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| Words and melody
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| Easy harmony
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| Old time remedies
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| All in good time
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| Although most of the time
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| It’s just hard working
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| The same piece of clay
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| Day after day
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| Year after year
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| Certain melodies tear your heart apart
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| Reconstruction is a lonesome art.
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| But I love to watch you walk
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| Across my doorway
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| I cannot be held accountable
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| For the things I do or say
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| I’m just jittery
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| I’m just jittery
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| It’s just a way of dealing with my joy
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| It’s just a way of dealing with my joy
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| Just a way of dealing with my joy
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| Words and melody
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| Stranger to stranger
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| If we met for the first time, this time
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| Could you imagine us Falling in love again
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| Still believing
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| That love endures
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| All the carnage
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| And the useless detours
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| Oh I love you, I love you, I love you
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| I love you, I love you, I love you
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| I love you, I love you, I love you
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| I love you, I love you
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| Love you…
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| Words and melody
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| Easy harmony
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| Words and melody |