She was sittin' on a park bench
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Feedin' pigeons on Beacon Hill
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I was takin' my dog Jack out for a run
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We had a little time to kill
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I still don't know if it was Jack or me
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That somehow caught her eye
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But the next thing I knew we were sittin' there talkin'
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Laughin' into the night
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And from that moment on
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She never left my side
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Those autumn nights were long
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She was the first love of my life
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Chorus:
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I still can feel the softness of her hair
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Fallin' on my face
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My arms all around her
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There's always somethin' 'bout this time of year
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That takes me to that place
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And I remember
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November
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Oh yeah
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She was workin' her way through school
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Waitin' tables at the Hungry Eye
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I was playin' a club down on the waterfront
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Afterward she'd come by
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Around 3 AM we'd grab some takeout
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In the heart of Chinatown
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And we'd hang out and stay up all night
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Just talkin' and messin' around
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I never would have dreamed
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We'd ever say goodbye
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She felt like the sun to me
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On those cold November nights
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(Repeat chorus)
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Lookin' back I can't explain
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What happened on that dark December day
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I guess we were just two kids
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Going different ways
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(repeat chorus)
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November
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Emerson Drive |