(And I'll Be There At No Particular Time)
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(Pyle/Robinson/Terker)
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Baby, we two can't get along,
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I'm never right, you're never wrong.
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So meet me at no special place,
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And I'll be there at no particular time.
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Baby, it just ain't common sense
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Mixin' up love with arguments.
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So meet me at no special place,
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And I'll be there at no particular time.
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I'm all fed up on stormy weather,
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I'm going where it's June.
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Here's hopin' I see you never
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'Cause if I do, that will be too soon.
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Now that I've put my heart on ice,
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Missing you will seem paradise.
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So meet me at no special place,
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And I'll be there at no particular time.
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~interlude~
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You'd better bring along your glasses
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In case I'm hard to find,
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You'll wish you could see before you
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As clearly as you can see behind.
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You can turn back in retropect
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Of the times you stuck out your neck.
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So meet me at no special place,
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And I'll be there at no particular time.
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All we do is make up
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Then quarrel all over again,
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But this is it ~ the breakup
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From now on, you knew me when...
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So meet me at no special place,
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And I'll be there at no particular time!
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Meet Me At No Special Place
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| Nat King Cole |
