I love the way you sound excited
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When we speak together on the phone
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You say how much the kids do miss me
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And how you hope I will soon be home.
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Well ev'rything I do I do because I love you so
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It may not be apparent to you but I'm sure you know
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Oh, oh, oh, ho
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
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I love the way you write your letters
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And explain the garden's overgrown
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You list a thousand jobs that wait for me
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And is it lonely on your own?
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You say you keep yourself to yourself and I do the same
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Well maybe just occasionally we could entertain
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
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Though it's a long way
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From me - to you
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You seem so very close
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Is it the same - for you?
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The future's looking very rosy
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Just as long as you will wait for me
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Then ev'rything could be tea cosy
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And that's how we'd like it to be.
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Tea Cosy
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| Clifford T. Ward |
