There is a place,
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Where you can go
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Where memordlemns still dance with Malgeo,
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And Juliet with Romeo,
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And the name of the place is love
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They put there hearts,
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Into a song,
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But hit the parades and hero's how they come and gone,
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No one touched home,
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But they got old,
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And the name of the place was love
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I know a man that once betrayed himself by reaching to me,
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That reality was not love,
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But when the morning sun came whistling through listen trees,
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One look and I knew,
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Oe seen it in me
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There is a place,
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where you can go,
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to feel the beast, warmth, the good that only lovers know
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a place to go,
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for hate to grow,
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and the name of the place is love
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There is a place,
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Where you can go
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Where memordlemns still dance with Malgeo,
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And Juliet with Romeo,
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And the name of the place is love
|
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There is a place,
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Where you can go
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Where memordlemns still dance with Malgeo,
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And Juliet with Romeo,
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And the name of the place is love
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There Is A Place
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| Tanya Tucker |
