The days of wine and roses
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laugh and run away
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like a child at play
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Through a meadow land
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toward a closing door
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A door marked "nevermore"
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that wasn't there before.
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The lonely night discloses
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just a passing breeze
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filled with memories
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Of the golden smile
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that introduced me to
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The days of wine and roses and you.
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(The lonely night discloses)
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just a passing breeze
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filled with memories
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Of the golden smile
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that introduced me to
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The days of wine and roses
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and you-oo-oo.
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Days Of Wine And Roses
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| Henry Mancini |
