Little friend of mine
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Can you still recall
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Our salad days
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Between the ivy walls?
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Beneath the autumn sun?
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When all is said and done
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We were a good combination
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We were good clean fun
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Still my thoughts roll back
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Every now and then
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Think about you
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Remembering
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I start in smiling and
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I just can't stop
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You on the bottom
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Me on top
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These days it's like a tomb
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Amid in the stacks of gloom
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Looking out the window
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In the downstairs room
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And the time goes by
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And the time goes by
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Sometimes it goes so slowly
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You know a man could cry
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Till the day goes down
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In deep disgrace
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With empty pockets
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And a dirty face
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And then the day boils over
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And there's nothing there
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But a roomful of smoke and a lot of hot air
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This moody bastard remembers
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You were some kind of friend even then
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Once in a great while
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He needs one...
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This moody bastard
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This moody bastard
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He needs one
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He needs some kind of friend now and again
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Once in blue moon
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Could use one
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This moody bastard
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Little friend of mine
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You don't even know
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When the wind starts blowing
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How far a man could go
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Little friend of mine
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Are you even there
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Did you disappear
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Back into thin air
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If you 're still here with me
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If you got this far
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I hope you're smiling
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In fact I know you are
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This moody bastard remembers
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You were some kind of friend even then
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Once in a great while
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He needs one...
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This moody bastard
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This moody bastard
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He needs one
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He needs some kind of friend now and again
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Once in blue moon
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Could use one
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This moody bastard
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This moody bastard
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This Moody Bastard
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| Walter Becker |
