Walking by strangers Stranger than me We talk of the future Between you and me Sweet little darling Where will we be Sweet little darling Where will we be Its hard to conceive it All comes to an end A joke when its funny, well I laugh and pretend Were fools to believe it Were fools to try To slow down this seemingly Nonstop July Were fools to believe it Were fools to try To slow down this seemingly Nonstop July
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