| Hey little girl playing in the street
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| Bakin' as an apple, no shoes on your feet
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| I think I can remember you
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| You look a whole lot better off than you used to
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| Hey little boy, throw me the ball
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| The kids in the park say you’re the dirtiest of all
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| Ain’t I met you sometime before
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| When the old street was here in the grocer’s store?
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| You came back, you came back
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| And I’m glad you begged my time
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| You came back, you came back
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| And by that mischievous look in your eye
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| I’d say before long, if I’m not wrong
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| You’ll be back, you’ll come back again
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| Before long, and I’m not wrong
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| You’ll be back
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| You’ll be (overvoice sings «come») back again
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| Things have fallen into place, puttin' names on every face
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| Remember bein' dead and alive
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| What could be the key
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| Am I crazy as I seem?
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| Can I believe what I see with my own eyes?
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| That girl with the umbrella Used to be a fella
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| He used to be my very good friend
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| Now I recall, in the mystery of things
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| I’ve been here before and done million things
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| If it’s all right with you, I’ll remember you, too
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| But I won’t tell you who you were last time
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| But you’re making up for it now
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| I suffer amnesia when you kiss my brow
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| You came back. |
| You came back
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| And I’m glad you begged my time
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| You came back, You came back
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| And by the mischievous look in your eye
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| I’d say that before long
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| If I’m not wrong
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| You’ll be back
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| You’ll come back again |