Hey little girl playing in the street Naked as an apple, no shoes on your feet I think I can remember you You look a whole lot better off than you used to do Hey little boy, throw me the ball The kids in the park say youre the dirtiest of all Aint I met you sometime before When the old street was here in the grocery store? You came back, you came back And Im glad you picked my time You came back, you came back And by that mischievous look in your eye Id say before long, if Im not wrong Youll be back , youll come back again Before long, and Im not wrong Youll be back Youll be come back again Things have fallen into place Puttin names on every face I remember being dead and alive What could be the key Am I crazy as I seem? Can I believe what I see with my own eyes? That girl with the umbrella used to be a fella He used to be my very good friend Now I recall, in the mystery o things Ive been here before and done million things If its all right with you, Ill remember you, too But I wont tell you who you were last time But youre making up for it now I suffer amnesia when you kiss my brow You came back. You came back And Im glad you picked my time You came back, You came back And with that mischievous look in your eye Id say before long If Im not wrong Youll be back Youll come back again
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