[Dolly:]
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Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye.
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Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye.
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Don't try to stop me Horace, please...
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Wave your little hand and whisper
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So long dearie
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You ain't gonna see me anymore
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And when you discover that your life is dreary
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Don't you come a knockin' at my door
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'Cause I'll be all dolled up
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And singin' that song
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That says you dog, I told you so
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So wave your little hand and whisper
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So long dearie
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Dearie, should have said so long
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So long ago
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Because you've treated me so rotten and rough
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I've had enough of feelin' low
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So wave your little hand and whisper
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So long dearie
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Dearie would have said so long
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So long ago
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For I can hear that choo choo callin' me on
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To a fancy new address
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Yes, I can hear that choo choo callin' me on
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On board that happiness express
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I'm gonna learn to dance and drink and smoke a cigarette
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I'm go'n as far away from Yonkers as a girl can get
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So...on those cold winter nights, Horace...
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You can snuggle up to your cash register.
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It's a bit lumpy but it rings!
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Don't come a knockin'
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I'll be all dolled up
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And singin' that song
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That says you dog, I told you so
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So Horace, you will find your life a sad old story
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You'll be livin' in that lonesome territory
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When you see your Dolly shuffle off to glory
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Oh I should have said so long...
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How could I have been wrong?
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Oh, I should have said so long...
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So Long ago!
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So Long Dearie
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| Barbra Streisand |
