| A young man strumming his guitar
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| In the corner of a bar
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| Singing 'bout a broken heart
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| For hours and hours
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| By closing time I face the fact
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| That if I had a gift like that
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| I know that I could win her back
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| But there’s some things I can’t do So now it’s up to you.
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| Write one for me Put the perfect words together
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| Write one for me A melody to last forever
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| I don’t have the song, so if you please,
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| Tell her she’s the right one for me.
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| It does no good for you to play
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| A pretty song like Yesterday
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| 'cause that’s not what I need to say
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| To get her to love me
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| I’m too scared to tell her so So if you’d be my Cyrano
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| And send to her a tune I know
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| That she would change her mind
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| So take a little time and…
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| Write one for me Put the perfect words together
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| Write one for me A melody to last forever
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| I don’t have the song, so if you please,
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| Tell her she’s The right one for me.
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| If I could have a poem, I would send one
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| But I don’t have a pen I can depend on I can’t come up with a single line
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| So would you write the song
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| And tell her that it’s my mine, all mine.
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| Write one for me Put the perfect words together
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| Write one for me A melody to last forever
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| I don’t have the song, so if you please,
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| Tell her she’s The right one for me.
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| Tell her she’s The right one for me. |