| Don’t take much lookin’back to know
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| I took my coffee black then
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| Nothin’s different now but nothin'
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| Seems the same and it’s all right.
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| Your optimistic views
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| Your hundred dollar running shoes and
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| Carpel tunnel syndrome
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| We all had a laugh about it
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| I’d love to stick around
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| But I gotta tell you all
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| So long
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| Oh so long, oh so long
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| But I didn’t wanna
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| Tell you all so long
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| Don’t take much lookin’back to know
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| I faked that heart attack then
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| And nothin’s different now but
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| Nothin’seems the same and it’s all right
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| You always spoke the truth from
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| Circa disco Abba boots and
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| All that showbiz talk, oh We all had a laugh about it
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| I’d love to stick around
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| But I gotta tell you all
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| So long
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| Oh so long, oh so long
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| But I didn’t wanna
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| Tell you all so long
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| Oh so long, oh so long
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| But I didn’t wanna
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| Tell you all so long
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| I gotta get back to Where I belong
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| Long
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| Oh so long, oh so long
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| But I didn’t wanna
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| Tell you all so long
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| So long
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| Oh so long, oh so long
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| But I didn’t wanna
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| Tell you all so long |