| There’s a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
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| And the bells in the steeple too
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| And up in the nursery an absurd little bird
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| Is popping out to say cuckoo
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| Regretfully they tell us
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| But firmly they compel us
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| To say goodnight to you
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| So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, good night
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| I hate to go and leave this pretty sight
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| So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, adieu
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| Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you
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| So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen
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| I’d like to stay and taste my first champagne
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| So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, good bye
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| I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye, goodbye
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| I’m glad to go, I can not tell a lie
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| I flit, I float, I fleety flee, I fly
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| The sun has gone to bed and so must I
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| So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, good bye
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| Good bye
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| Good bye
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| Good bye |