| So, we meet again and I offer my hand
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| All dry and English slow
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| And you look at me and I understand
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| Yeah, it’s a look I used to know
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| Three long years and your favorite man
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| Is that any way to say hello?
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| And you hold me like you’ll never let me go
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| Like you’ll never let me go
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| Oh, come on and have a drink with me
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| Sit down and talk a while
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| Oh, I wish I could and I will
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| But now I just don’t have the time
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| And over my shoulder as I walk away
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| I see you give that look goodbye
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| I still see that look in your eye
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| So dizzy, Mr. Busy, too much rush to talk to Billy
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| All the silly frilly things have to first get done
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| In a minute, sometime soon, maybe next time, make it June
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| Until later doesn’t always come
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| Until later doesn’t always come
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| It’s so hard to think it ends sometime
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| And this could be the last
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| I should really hear you sing again
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| I should really watch you dance
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| Because it’s hard to think I’ll never get another chance
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| To hold you, to hold you
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| But chilly Mr. Dilly, too much rush to talk to Billy
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| All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done
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| In a second, just hang on, all in good time
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| Won’t be long until later
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| I should’ve stopped to think, I should’ve made the time
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| I could’ve had that drink, I could’ve talked a while
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| I would’ve done it right, I would’ve moved us on
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| But I didn’t, now it’s all too late
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| It’s over and you’re gone
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| I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
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| I miss you, I miss you, I miss you so much
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| But how many times can I walk away and wish, if only
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| How many times can I talk this way and wish, if only
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| Keep on making the same mistake
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| Keep on aching the same heartbreak
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| I wish if only but if only is a wish too late |