| Oh Christine your love, I saw it drinking at the bar just the other night
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| Under ceiling of light. |
| Old time marigolds, I saw you winking at the
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| Stars in the warring night, if I saw you right?
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| You were galloping down the road, past my home to be sure
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| If I take my time, will I make it back?
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| Oh blight life you’re parable, I saw you smoking in the bar just
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| The other night, if I saw you right?
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| Oh matrimonial, I saw you drinking at the bar just the other day
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| What’s that I heard you say?
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| You were galloping down the road, past my home to be sure
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| If I changed my life, over the flames of the road
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| Oh Christine our love, I saw it drinking at my home just the other
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| Night, under a ceiling of right
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| And old matrimonial, I saw you drinking in the photos on my wall
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| Stoned as a kite
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| You came bearing gifts to the ghosts, past my home to be sure
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| Past the sheet on the street, the corner of Blanchard and Bell |