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The other evening I was drinking with my friends
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In no specific frame of mind
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Don't know exactly why I thought of her again
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And how she mixed her drinks with lime
E G#m A B
Then I found that i was talking about all the little ways she filled my time
F#m
It's not that i would want her back
B
Of course you know it's not like that
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It must have been the music or the wine
A B
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I woke up dreaming from a sleepy four a.m
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Don't know exactly why I did
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Caught up in memories of the rhythms of her sleep
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When she was next to me and glad to be
E G#m A B
And I reached across the darkness but I only touched the vacancy beside me
F#m
It's not that I would want her back
B
She wasn't all that much in fact
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I'm glad she's gone, I'm happy to be free
A B
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You know it really wasn't such a heavy scene
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I've had it heavier I'm sure
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It's just these pictures in these signs and magazines
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Why do so many look like her?
E G#m A B
And her vision lingers over all the nights that fade and follow all her memories
F#m
But it's not that I would want her back
B
It's just the summer night attracting
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Pictures from a dream a world behind me