I was a stranger in the city
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Out of town were the people I knew
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I had that feeling of self-pity
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What to do? What to do? What to do?
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The outlook was decidedly blue
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But as I walked through the foggy streets alone
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It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known
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A foggy day in London Town
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Had me low and had me down
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I viewed the morning with alarm
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The British Museum had lost its charm
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How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
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But the age of miracles hadn't passed,
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For, suddenly, I saw you there
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And through foggy London Town
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The sun was shining everywhere.
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A Foggy Day (In London Town)
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| Michael Buble |
