Spring was never waiting for us, girl
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It ran one step ahead
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As we followed in the dance
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Between the parted pages and were pressed
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In love's hot, fevered iron
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Like a striped pair of pants
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MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
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All the sweet green icing flowing down
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Someone left the cake out in the rain
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I don't think that I can take it
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'Cause it took so long to bake it
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And I'll never have that recipe again
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Oh, no
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I recall the yellow cotton dress
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Foaming like a wave
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On the ground around your knees
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The birds, like tender babies in your hands
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And the old men playing checkers
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By the trees
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MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
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All the sweet green icing flowing down
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Someone left the cake out in the rain
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I don't think that I can take it
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'Cause it took so long to bake it
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And I'll never have the recipe again
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Oh, no
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There will be another song for me
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For I will sing it
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There will be another dream for me
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Someone will bring it
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I will drink the wine while it is warm
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And never let you catch me looking at the sun
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And after all the loves of my life
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After all the loves of my life
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You'll still be the one
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I will take my life into my hands
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And I will use it
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I will win the worship in their eyes
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And I will lose it
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I will have the things that I desire
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And my passion flow like rivers through the sky
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And after all the loves of my life
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Oh, after all the loves of my life
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I'll be thinking of you
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And wondering why
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MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
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All the sweet green icing flowing down
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Someone left the cake out in the rain
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I don't think that I can take it
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'Cause it took so long to bake it
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And I'll never have that recipe again
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Oh, no
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Oh, no
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No, no
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Oh, no
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Macarthur Park
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| Four Tops |
