Did you skate figure eight
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on the ice in Central Park?
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Did you throw balls of snow
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at your friends until dark?
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I guess I wanted to say...
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I first called you when I woke up
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I think it was almost eight
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But I probably just missed you
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I must have been too late
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Called back that night at seven-thirty
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Then I waited up till ten
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In the dark in my pajamas
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as the phone rang out again
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Did the host raise a toast
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to the day your life began?
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Did someone bake your favourite cake
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with your name in marzipan?
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I just called to say
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Happy birthday for...
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I couldn't help but think of last year
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when it was just us two
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But I'm sure you can celebrate
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without the help of you-know-who
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And if all the gang were with you
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it must have been a gas
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Didn't want you to think that
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I forgot, I kid you not
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Now, did you go to a show
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and sentimentally keep the stub?
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Did you give hugs from the drugs
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that you bought in a night club?
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I just called to say
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Happy birthday
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for yesterday
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Happy Birthday (For Yesterday)
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Darren Hanlon |