| She was sittin' on a park bench
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| Feedin' pigeons on Beacon Hill
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| I was takin' my dog Jack out for a run
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| We had a little time to killI still don’t know if it was Jack or me
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| That somehow caught her eye
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| But the next thing I knew we were sittin' there talkin'
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| Laughin' into the nightAnd from that moment on
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| She never left my side
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| Those autumn nights were long
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| She was the first love of my lifeI still can feel the softness of her hair
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| fallin' on my face
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| My arms all around her
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| There’s always somethin' 'bout this time of year
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| That takes me to that place and I remember November, oh yeahShe was workin' her
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| way through school
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| Waitin' tables at the Hungry Eye
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| I was playin' a club down on the waterfront
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| Afterward she’d come byAround 3 A. M we’d grab some takeout
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| In the heart of Chinatown
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| And we’d hang out and stay up all night
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| Just talkin' and messin' aroundI never would have dreamed
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| We’d ever say goodbye
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| She felt like the sun to me
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| On those cold November nightsI still can feel the softness of her hair fallin'
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| on my face
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| My arms all around her
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| There’s always somethin' 'bout this time of year
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| That takes me to that place and I remember November
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| November, oh yeahLookin' back I can’t explain
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| What happened on that dark December day
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| I guess we were just two kids
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| Going different waysI still can feel the softness of her hair fallin' on my face
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| My arms all around her
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| There’s always somethin' 'bout this time of year
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| That takes me to that place and I remember
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| Yes I remember, November oh yeah
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| November |