Written by Roger McGuinn
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Happiness hit me on the first day that we met
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She was sitting in my kitchen with a face I can't forget
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She was looking my direction and calling with her eyes
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I was trying to do an interview and telling them all lies
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Last year in the summer with a tiffany lamp over her head
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They were asking what I thought about the 50's rock n roll
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Then they got into their limousine and fell into a hole
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I moved into the kitchen and I quickly fell in love
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The warden came along and asked me what I was thinking of
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Last year in the summer with a tiffany lamp over her head
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Well I grabbed her by the hand and with a few things I could
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The warden said "You're leaving, well, you better leave for good!"
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I made it to Tasmania to buy a devil dog
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We were met by a young handsome prince, who turned into a frog
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Last year in the summer with a tiffany lamp over her head
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Now we're living out in Malibu the ocean by our side
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Laying in the sunshine drifting with the tide
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But happiness had hit me on the first day that we met
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She was sitting in my kitchen with a face I can't forget
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Last year in the summer with a tiffany lamp over her head
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Over her head
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Tiffany Queen
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| The Byrds |
