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A foggy day, in London town
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It had me low, and it had me down
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I viewed the morning, with much alarm
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The British Museum, had lost its charm
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How long I wondered, could this thing last
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But the age of miracles, it hadn't past
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And suddenly, I saw you standing right there
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And in foggy London town, the sun was shining everywhere
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A Foggy Day
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| Ella |
