| We quarreled and we spatted
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| From morning until night
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| We used to think it funny
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| But now it isn’t quite the laughs it was before
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| So if you’ll open the door
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| I’ll bother you no more
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| My little chick-a-dee
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| You may say that you’re through with me
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| You’ll have no more to do with me
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| You’re all through with me and good day
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| But you’ll find that love won’t let you get away
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| I’ll find an area more remote than Bavaria
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| I’ll still get in the hair of you
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| In Bavaria or Bombay
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| And you’ll find that love won’t let you get away
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| It’s finis and done with
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| You’re no laughs to be with
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| You’re no one to pine for
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| This is too-da-loo, we’re through
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| Just leave no trace at all
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| Hide your heart any place at all
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| I won’t miss your embrace at all or that face at all come what may
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| Darling girl, I hope this won’t upset you
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| But I’d like to bet you
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| Love won’t let you get away
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| Darling you astound me
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| But we’re through completely
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| Must you always flatter
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| Let’s kiss
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| Well here we go again
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| Caught in love’s undertow again
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| Latching on to that glow again
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| Here we go again
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| Hip hooray!
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| Let the cynics laugh and try to get us
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| Their doubts won’t upset us
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| Love won’t let us get away
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| Love won’t let us get away |