Written by Bacharach/David
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I walk along those city streets you used to walk along with me
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And every step I take recalls how much in love we used to be
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How can I forget you
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When there is always something there to remind me?
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Always something there to remind me
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I was born to love you
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And I will never be free
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You'll always be a part of me
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Whoa-ooo-ohhh-oh
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If you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to share
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Just go back to the places where we used to go
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And I'll be there
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How can I forget you
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When there is always something there to remind me?
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Always something there to remind me
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I was born to love you
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And I will never be free
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You'll always be a part of me
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Whoa-ooo-ohhh-oh
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Whoa-oh-ooo-ohhh
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f you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to share
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Just come back to the places where we used to go
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And I'll be there
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How can I forget you
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When there is always something there to remind me?
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Always something there to remind me
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I was born to love you
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And I will never be free
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When there is
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When there is
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When, there, is
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Always something there to remind me
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Always something there to remind me
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Always something there to remind me
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Always Something There To Remind Me
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All Saints |