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I don't want to ride
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the milktrain anymore
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I'll go to bed at nine
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and waken with the dawn
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And lunch at half past noon
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dinner prompt at five
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The comfort of a few old friends
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long past their prime
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Pass the tea and sympathy
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for the good old days long gone
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We'll drink a toast to those
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who most believe in what they've won
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It's a long, long time 'til morning
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plays wasted on the dawn
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I'll not write another line
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for my true love is gone
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When the guests have done
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I'll tidy up the rooms
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I'll turn the covers down
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and gazing at the moon
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I'll pray to go quite mad
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and live in long ago
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When you and I were one
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So very long ago
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Pass the tea and sympathy
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for the good old days long gone
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Let's drink a toast to those
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who most believe in what they've won
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It's a long, long time 'til morning
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plays wasted on the dawn
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I'll not write another line
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for my true love is gone
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When I have no dreams
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to give you anymore
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I'll light a blazing fire
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and wait within the door
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and throw my life away
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I wonder why? they all will say
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And now I lay me down to sleep
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forever and a day
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Pass the tea and sympathy
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for the good old days are dead
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Let's drink a toast to those
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who best survive the life they've led
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It's a long, long time 'til morning
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so build the fires high
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And now I lay me down to sleep
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forever by your side
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Tea & Sympathy
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| Janis Ian |
