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And I know we were both too young Way back when we had our thing And you're not the one that I think of Every time that the telephone rings And I know that what we had Would not be called love by the ones who know And I know it's been many years And a hundred love-affairs ago I know all that so well But I also do know this: Calleth you, cometh I
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