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Every night I sit here by my window (window)
Starin´ at the lonely avenue (avenue)
Watching lovers holdin´ hands ´n´ laughin´ (laughin´)
And thinkin´ ´bout the things we used to do
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(Thinkin´ bout things) Like a walk in the park
(Things) Like a kiss in the dark
(Things) Like a sailboat ride
(Yeah-yeah) What about the night we cried?
Things like a lover´s vow
Things that we don´t do now
Thinkin´ ´bout the things we used to do
Memories are all I have to cling to (cling to)
And heartaches are the friends I´m talkin´ to (betcha got menow)
When I´m not thinkin´ ´bout just how much I love you (I love youtoo)
I´m-a thinkin´ ´bout the things we used to do
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Still can hear the jukebox softly playin´ (playin´)
And the face each day I see belongs to you (belongs to you)
Though there´s not a single sound and there´s nobody elsearound
It´s just me thinkin´ of the things we used to do
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And the heartaches are the friends I´m talkin´ to
You got me thinkin´ ´bout the things we used to do (I hope so)
Thinkin´ bout the things we used to do |
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