| Good morning to you, I hope you’re feeling better, baby
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| Thinking of me while you are far away
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| Counting the days until they set you free again
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| Writing this letter hoping you’re okay
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| Saved you the room you used to stay in every Sunday
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| The one that is warmed by sunshine every day
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| And we’ll get to know each other for a second time
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| And then you can tell me 'bout your prison stay
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| Ba ba ba ba
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| Ba ba ba ba
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| Ba ba ba ba
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| Ba ba ba ba
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| Feels so good you’re coming home soon
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| It’s gonna to be good to have you back again with me
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| Watching the laughter play around your eyes
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| Come up and fetch you, saved up for the train fare money
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| Kiss and make up and it will be so nice
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| Ba ba ba ba
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| Ba ba ba ba
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| Ba ba ba ba
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| Ba ba ba ba
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| Feels so good you’re coming home soon
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| Walking the way we used to walk
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| And it could be so nice
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| We’re talking the way we used to talk
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| And it could be so nice
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| It’s gonna be good to have you back again with me
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| Watching the laughter play around your eyes
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| Come up and fetch you, saved up for the train fare money
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| Kiss and make up and it will be so nice
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| Ba ba ba ba
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| Ba ba ba
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| Ba ba ba ba
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| Ba ba ba
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| Feels so good you’re coming home soon |