Theres a clock on the wall At the end of the hall That hasnt kept time in years Theres an old tattered bear In the bedroom somewhere Cause ya cant hardly sleep less its near Theres an old box of letters I know you still save Cause youre too sentimental To throw them away But is there room in your heart For an old memory like me Theres an old satin gown Been twice handed down You were savin for your wedding day But you married in haste What a terrible waste And it never got used anyway Theres a bottle of champainge Its french 59 But you might as well drink it To happier times Is there room in your heart For an old memory like me I used to tease you Cause you couldnt part with Things that were no use at all Now im afraid that youll toss them away After all Like the clock on the wall At the end of the hall That hasnt kept time in years Like the old tattered bear In the bedroom somewhere Ya cant hardly sleep less its near Theres a bottle of champainge Its french 59 But you might as well drink it To happier times Is there room in your heart For an old memory like me Mmm hmm Is there room in your heart For an old memory like me Mmm hmm Mmm hmm
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