I walk along the city streets you used to walk along with me,
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And every step I take recalls how much in love we used to be.
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Oh, how can I forget you?
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When there is always something there to remind me
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Always something there to remind me
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I was born to love you, and I will never be free
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You'll always be a part of me, whoa oh whoa
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When shadows fall, I passed a small cafe where we would dance at night
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And I can't help recalling how it felt to kiss and hold you tight
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Oh, how can I forget you?
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When there is always something there to remind me
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Always something there to remind me
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I was born to love you, and I will never be free
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You'll always be a part of me, whoa oh whoa, whoa oh whoa
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If you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to share
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Just come back to the places where we used to go, and I'll be there
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Oh, how can I forget you?
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When there is always something there to remind me
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Always something there to remind me
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I was born to love you, and I will never be free
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You'll always be a part of me, whoa oh whoa
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Never love another baby
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I'll never will forget you baby
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Oh you'll always be a part of me
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Whoa, yessir baby
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Never never never baby
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(There's) Always Something There To Remind Me
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| Burt Bacharach |
