It begins to tell,
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'round midnight, midnight.
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I do pretty well, till after sundown,
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Suppertime I'm feelin' sad;
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But it really gets bad,
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'round midnight.
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Memories always start 'round midnight
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Haven't got the heart to stand those memories,
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When my heart is still with you,
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And ol' midnight knows it, too.
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When a quarrel we had needs mending,
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Does it mean that our love is ending.
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Darlin' I need you, lately I find
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You're out of my heart,
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And I'm out of my mind.
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Let our hearts take wings'
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'round midnight, midnight
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Let the angels sing,
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for your returning.
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Till our love is safe and sound.
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And old midnight comes around.
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Feelin' sad,
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really gets bad
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Round.....Round.......Round....Mid.....night....
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Round Midnight
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| Ella Fitzgerald |
