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Ah yeah, I really can't stay (but, baby, it's cold outside)
I've got to go away (but, baby, it's cold outside)
This evening has been (been hoping you'd drop in)
So very nice
I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice

My mother will start to worry (beautiful, what's your hurry?)
And father will be pacing the floor (listen to that fireplace roar)
So, really I'd better scurry (beautiful, please don't hurry)
Well, maybe just half a drink more (put some records on while I pour)

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Well, my temperature's rising, and my feet on the floor
Crazy people knocking 'cause they're wanting some more
Let me in, baby, I don't know what you got
But you better take it easy, this place is hot

 

And I'm so glad we made it
So glad we made it
Why won't you gimme some lovin'
Gimme some lovin'
Gimme some lovin' every day

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I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound and rode him into Raleigh
And on across Caroline

We stopped in Charlotte, we bypassed Rock Hill
We never was a minute late
We was 90 miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rollin' out of Georgia state

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And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life
It's like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not come along with me
That this was not your dream
But you always believed in me
Another winter day has come and gone away
In either Paris or Rome, and I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I'm surrounded by, a million people, I
I still feel alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

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The next thing I remember
I am walking down the street
I'm feeling all right
I'm with my boys, I'm with my troops, yeah
And down along the avenue
Some guys were shooting pool
And I heard the sound of a cappella groups, yeah
Singing late in the evening
And all the girls out on the stoops, yeah

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How many days has it been
Since I was born
How many days until I die
Do I know any ways
That I can make you laugh
Or do I only know how to make you cry

 

When the baby looks around him
It's such a sight to see
He shares a simple secret
With the wise man

 

He's a stranger in a strange land
 

Edited by Bill from NYC
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Her name was Joanne, and she lived in a meadow by a pond.
And she touch'd me for a moment,
with a look that spoke to me of her sweet love.
Then the woman that she was drove her on with desperation,
and I saw as she went a most hopeless situation.
For Joanne, and the man, and the time that made them both wrong.

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Guess mine is not the first heart broken
My eyes are not the first to cry
I'm not the first to know
There's just no getting over you

I know I'm just a fool who's willing
To sit around and wait for you
But baby, can't you see there's nothing else for me to do?
I'm hopelessly devoted to you

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