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Two, two cigarettes in the dark
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He strikes a match 'til the
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Spark clearly traces
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One face is my sweetheart.
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Two, two silhouettes in a room
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Almost obscured by the gloom
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We were so close yet so far apart,
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It happened that I stumbled in
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Upon their rendezvous.
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I heard my sweetheart whispering
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"I love you, I love you, you know that I do."
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Two, two cigarettes in the dark,
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Gone is the flame and the spark
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Leaving just regrets and two cigarettes in the dark.
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Two Cigarettes In The Dark
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| Bing Crosby |
