Maybe faraway, or maybe real nearby
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He maybe pouring her coffee
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She maybe straightening his tie
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Maybe in a house, all hidden by a hill
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She's sittin' playing pianah
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He's sitting paying a bill
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Betcha they're young
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Betcha they're smart
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Bet the collect things like ash trays ans art
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Betcha they're good why shouldn't they be
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Their one mistake was giving up me
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So, maybe now it's time
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And maybe when I wake
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They'll be there calling me baby
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Maybe
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Betcha he reads, betcha she sews
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Maybe she's made me a closet of clothes
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Maybe they're strick, as straight as a line
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Don't really care as long as they're mine
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So, maybe now this prayer's
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The last one of it's kind
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Won't you please come and get yor baby
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Maybe
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Maybe
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| Nikka Costa |
