| Hey, margaret, i left you a note, did you get what i wrote?
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| I laid it between your records
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| It said i’m changing my mind, and i’m leaving to find
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| An answer for both of us
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| I think that it’s better that we be apart;
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| I’ve got to find out what life is about
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| I’ll drop you a postcard from time to time
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| When i, when i, get to love city
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| Hey, margaret, i landed today, and i flew all the way:
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| Now i know what you’ll say about airplanes;
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| If god had meant us to fly
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| We’d be amply supplied with wings
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| Ah, didn’t he?
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| I can’t waste a minute, a minute won’t wait
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| How would you like if i found it a minute too late?
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| Margaret, i miss you, want you by my side
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| While i’m, while i’m in love city
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| Hey, margaret, i’m not comin' home, and i’ll stay here alone
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| If you can’t get free to follow
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| But margaret, the days are so few, won’t you please hurry, too?
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| There’s so much we must do for tomorrow
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| It’s getting much closer, it’s coming your way
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| And something more beautiful happens
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| Inside me everyday!
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| I’m sending a flower; |
| they’re hard to find
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| They grow, as you know, in love city |