It was winter in manhattan
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Falling snowflakes filled the air
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The streets were covered with a film of ice
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But a little simple magic that I'd heard about somewhere
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Changed the weather all around, just withn a trice
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You bought me violets for my furs
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And it was spring for a while, remember?
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You bought me violets for my furs
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And there was april in that december
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The snow drifted on the flowers and melted where it lay
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The snow looked leke dew on the blossoms
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As on a summer day
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You bought me violets for my furs
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And there was blue in the wintry sky
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You pinned the violets to my furs
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And gave a lift to the crowds passing by
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You smiled at me so sweetly
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Since then one thought occurs
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That we fell in love completely
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The day you bought me violets for my furs
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Violets For Your Furs
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| Barry Manilow |
