| You came close
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| Close but no cigar
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| You didn’t miss by far
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| You know you came this close
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| Close but no cigar
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| Some people sing love songs
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| Everybody’s got one
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| This isn’t my love song
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| It’s more like my love-gone-wrong song
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| She came to breakfast
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| And stayed a week
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| But the lie detectors
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| Broke down each time she tried to speak
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| Broke down when she said:
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| «You came close
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| Close but no cigar
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| You didn’t miss by far
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| You know you came this close
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| Close but no cigar
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| No matter where you are
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| You know you came this close
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| Close but no cigar»
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| I remember, I remember, I remember
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| The promise in your eyes
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| As black as the night I drove you to the airport
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| And I remember, I remember, I remember
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| The wide Brazilian sky that swallowed you
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| Then I hit thirty
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| Guess I can’t complain
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| But I must have been lonely
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| The night I bumped into Lorraine
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| She came for coffee
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| And stayed all night
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| But the lie detectors
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| Broke down every time I tried to smile
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| Broke down like the story of my life
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| And each dream I missed by half a mile
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| Broke down when I told her:
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| «You came close
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| Close but no cigar
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| You didn’t miss by far
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| You know you came this close
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| Close but no cigar
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| No matter where you are
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| You know you came so close
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| Close but no cigar
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| You didn’t miss by far
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| You know you came this close
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| Close but no cigar
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| We’re better off by far
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| But you know we came this close
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| Close but no cigar» |